DADS at school sports days across the UK are watching their dreams of raising a wealthy athlete wither and die.
Fathers of primary-aged children are fighting back tears as their beloved sons and daughters fall in the sack race, miss every shot in rounders and entirely fail to grasp the point of the relay.
Tom Booker of Northampton said: “I’m not some loser wanting to vicariously succeed through my son. I’m hugely disappointed with my daughter, too.
“She was going to be the next Steffi Graf. My son was going to be the next Steven Gerrard. Instead I’ve got a pair of uncoordinated stumbling zombies who are only vaguely aware that balls are spherical.
“Come on, even Championship footballers earn loads these days. Even cyclists are making out. Can’t one of you just be naturally brilliant at something?
“Still, I suppose at least they’re not Olympians. Fucking freeloaders.”
The fathers later showed off the natural sporting prowess they hoped had passed to their children by wheezing their way through a Dad’s Race then collapsing purple-faced into the grass, clutching their chests.