Anthony DiNozzo Jr. was the starting quarter back on his high school football team and the leading scorer on the basketball team when he was a sophomore. Everyone had thought he had it all, but they were wrong. There was only one thing he wanted, and that was for his dad to come to one of his games. Or even half a game. Tony knew that his father was a busy man and understood if he had to leave at half time. But Tony had started playing on sports teams when he was five years old and in the 17 years he continued to play through high school and then collage, his father had not come to a single game. He hadn't even watched Tony play on TV, even though the Ohio State games were broadcasted regularly.
He had long ago since came to terms with the fact that his father had never come to any of his games, but he still found it odd that his boss had come to more games he'd played in then his father. He remembered the first one, about 3 months after he joined the team. He was playing on the NCIS softball team. Softball wasn't his sport per say, but he was athletic and had good hand eye coordination. They were scheduled to play the FBI. He was looking forward to the match as a chance to get back at them for a split jurisdiction case he'd worked recently.
He'd been hit the ball and made it to first. He glanced back and there was Gibbs. Standing by the fence with a cup of coffee and watching him. He'd stared at first. He got distracted and nearly missed the next batter sprinting toward him. He had to dive for second base. When he stood up, he noticed that Gibbs was smirking. He focused on the game then, only glancing back occasionally to see if Gibbs was still there. NCIS won by three points.
After the game, he'd walked over to Gibbs and said, "Hey Boss."
Gibbs just said, "Hey DiNozzo."
Tony frowned, "You come for a reason?"
Gibbs shrugged, "I just wanted to see you in action."
It wasn't the last game Gibbs came to, and Tony found that he like having Gibbs come watch him. It was almost like having his dad there.