When I was a kid my father coached football at a Catholic high school. The one huge advantage was mass with the team before the game. Literally in and out in under 20 minutes. Welcome, reading, reading, gospel, communion, "go out and win today men!" First Sunday of every football season my mother would try to get us to go to mass, and me and my brothers were flying out the door to play, "no way ma, we went to mass yesterday!"Now my mother goes to mass 3x a week and my father hates everything about the church and that school. Bunch of frauds. And I still effectively use the "I went yesterday" story with my mom.