Football analogies are really not my thing. But I'm raising a boy, so I do what I have to do to relate to him. Today I was nagging him about his lackluster performance in math, and his eyes were glazing over. Then I said, "You're barely crawling to the 50-yard line, and I know you can make it into the end zone!" He perked right up and said, "Yeah, Mom, but I got blizted at the ten."