My dad could care less about sports and to him leisure was working on a car of tearing down some dry wall. He didn't mind me playing sports, but he just had better things to do. The one person I do remember he liked was Charles Barkley, not the basketball player but rather the man. He liked a straight shooter, an honest man and he respected people who didn't BS you. He loved Reagan and didn't talk about the rest and if he was alive today, Trump would be his number 2 President of all time.