Over breakfast one morning, a little boy kept staring intently at his grandfather. '1s anything the matter, son?' the old man asked. 'No, Gramps. I was just wondering what position you play in the football team.' 'What are? You talking about?' laughed Gramps. 'I'm far too old to play football.' 'Oh,' said the little. Boy. 'It's just that Dad' said that when you kicked off, we'd be able to afford a new car.'