Not yet blessed with grandchildren to inform me, I was not clued in on the various beachy games people were playing this summer. The ladder thing with colorful balls on either end of what could have been a lasso? All I could think of were those painful Clackers, a brief fad from the ’70s.

If you don’t remember getting whacked on the forehead by those hard, neon balls while trying to make that clack-clack noise, consult Google.