Oh the Horror!

I dropped JT off at soccer practice this morning.  As we pulled up into the parking area, JT pointed to a man standing next to his car chatting with his son.  Then in disgust he said, "That's so-and-so's dad. He's always doing that."  Wondering what Soccer Dad faux paus this poor man had committed I asked him, "Doing what?"  "Standing around wearing a muscle shirt and shorty shorts."