Is it unethical to watch football with my son?

AS ANOTHER SUPER BOWL APPROACHES, I KEEP THINKING about a clear September afternoon at MetLife Stadium, home of the New York Giants, and wondering if I’m a crappy dad.

For the second straight year, I was lucky enough to take my 13-year-old son Will to a Giants game. We started the day running routes around the tailgaters in the parking lot. We each attempted a pair of short field goals in the fan zone outside the stadium. Four in a row! Once the game began, we explained the nuances of a two-point conversion to the friendly British fellow to our left, ate too much and embraced when the home team scored. We wondered if we were witnessing a bit of history: promising Giants rookie quarterback Daniel Jones was playing in his first home game. The Giants cruised to a 24-3 victory.

Sure, Will’s Giants didn’t win a game for another 2½ months. But