When I was a kid I had a t-shirt that said ‘I’m #3, I don’t try at all’. I got it at the sports shop while I was waiting for my skates to get sharpened aka twiddling my thumbs while my brother picked out more hockey equipment. I loved the sports shop. The owner was nice. He carried lots of cool Nikes, even for girls, and had an unparalleled wall of iron-on decals. On a pretty regular basis my mom would throw…