Interesting. Peanuts was one of my Mom's favorites. She used to always read it to me, when I was little. Its popularity went ballistic when it became a mega merchandiser.
Even back when my Mom read it to me, I never cared for it, but I kept quiet. I never found its lovable loser, Charlie Brown, anyone I wanted to know about, at all, let alone follow on a regular basis. My Mom liked Linus, and I had a blanket I really liked, so she always pointed out his exploits, to me.
To this day, I don't like the strip, and prefer those comics that have positive characters who succeed in life.
If Lucy ever pulled that football garbage with me, I'd be cool, once, and then tackle her butt, on my next kicking approach!
