What’s even more exciting than batons twirling, trumpets blaring, snare drums booming, drivers waving from antique cars and their brother jubilantly marching with the Cub Scouts? The friends they made along the sidelines, of course.

Number of fish caught by us: 0. Number of fish caught by the kid in the red sweatshirt: 7.

That’s the last time we opt for the low-fat, generic-brand night crawlers.