If you have kids now or have ever had them in the past, you know how torturous the end of the day can be. My son is going into the 3rd grade and he needs to do some summer reading every night. It's tough...because sometimes, after a long day of work, when I have to sit down for book-time with the kids, I really do believe that monastic living might have been a good option.
Kvetching aside, my son (thank God) is a good reader but it is a struggle to get him to take to the task. Enter Matthew Sandler with Eli Manning and the New York Giants. The book gives a very basic, kid-friendly outline of Eli Manning's arc - the youngest of a dynastic football family, the struggles of playing in New York, the impossibility of the '07 New England Patriots and of course, the miraculous win in SuperBowl 42.
Of course, as much as I appreciate this book and its opportunity to indoctrinate my offspring with my own sports obsessions, it can not possibly deliver the sensation of what it was like to savor that Superbowl win.
For those Shelf readers who might not be sports savvy - I only ask you to watch THIS. This is like if Poland could have kicked Germany's ass in 1939.
(as an aside - for the record...when the Giants defeated the Packers in the NFC Championship Game that sent them to SB42...I was on an Air France flight to Paris. I missed the whole thing. I know. I hate myself enough for this.)