The game went past his bedtime, so I agreed to jot down the final score on a scrap of paper and set it beside his bed, so he could learn the outcome the instant he woke up. It was amusing to watch him gleefully announce the results to his still-drowsy and very uninterested little sister.
Hopefully we'll enjoy more of this fun as the Magic, our hometown team, advance in the Eastern Conference finals and maybe, just maybe, take an NBA title. I know someone who has his little fingers crossed.