The Cheese Game
So the other day, in the car, Johnny asked, "Do you think we'll go to a Chiefs game again this year?"
"A Chees game?" Richie asked.
Now, for the boys, "Chiefs" and "Chees" sound the same. F's on the end of words are silent. I remember Johnny's teacher, when he was three, said he had a speech impediment, and I thought, "Don't all three year olds? That's why they're preschoolers instead of news anchormen." But the r's and f's are still a challenge.
Richie said, "I've never been to a Chees game."
"Yeah you have," Johnny said. "We went last year."
"I know what a Chees game is," Richie said. "But I've never been to one."
Finally, I realized he was saying "Cheese Game."
"What is a Cheese Game?" I asked.
"It's where they roll the cheese down the hill and eat it," Richie said.
Figuring he had guessed what a cheese game would entail if there was such a thing, I nodded and said, "That sounds delicious."
Then Johnny said, "Yeah, but it's really dangerous."
"Yeah," Richie agreed. "Really dangerous."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because the hill is steep," Richie said.
"Sometimes they fall and break their bones," Johnny added.
"This year the hill was steeper than ever," Richie said.
I was dumbfounded. There is apparently a game that my sons watch every year that involves cheese and broken bones, and this was the first I was hearing of it.
Usually, because the boys like to chat, I know what they're interested in. For instance, I know that the Steelers have won the most Super Bowls. That Pikachu isn't that great of a Pokemon. He's famous because he's Ash's pokemon. I know that, in J.J.'s class, one boy is spending time in time out, much to J.J.'s delight. (Why do preschoolers get so excited when other preschoolers get in trouble? I guess it's just good gossip.)
But now comes a Cheese game I only heard about by chance. I guess, as the kids get older, there will be lots of things they watch or hear about that are a mystery to me. They'll share a culture with their friends, not their parents, which is how all kids are. But this one I had to see for myself. I asked Richie for more details.
He said, "The Chees Roll is as big as the Super Bowl. Even babies go. Even though there are a lot of injuries."
He didn't know where it happened, but I assumed England.
The injuries seemed to be what stuck out the most in Richie's mind. After finding the Annual Gloucestershire Cheese Rolling and Wake on YouTube, I understood why. You can see it here.