That imperfect species that hopes his kids turn out better than him at everything. He’s the dad who dreams of his kids throwing perfect spirals, curing cancer, and pronouncing landmark Supreme Court decisions. And sometimes, Dad nails it. Other times, his kid strikes out looking, loses a finger in wood shop, and barfs in the back of your neighbor’s minivan…because a whole bag of licorice and a quart of chocolate milk seemed like a good lunch before soccer practice.