I had parents who encouraged me to play sports when I was a kid, which was great, as long it was a sport I liked. When I insisted I did not like softball and did not want to play, my parents pulled this old mind trick on me: "How do you know you don't like it if you haven't tried it?"

So, when I was eight, I suffered through an entire softball season. It was hot, dirty, boring-- and to no surprise to me (I'd tried to tell them!), I hated it.

In retrospect, what I should have done was take a page out of this kid's book--  and just stand there, every single game, with my hands in my pockets.

If you were ever forced to play a sport you hated, you can probably relate to this little guy.

His lack of enthusiasm on the basketball court is impressive really.

He's just chilling, casually observing the other kids running, screaming and "sporting" around him. These are things for which he clearly has no interest.

I also appreciate the woman's comments about breakfast at about 1:10.

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