Theresa and I were playing miniature golf and we had a group in front of us. A small child, 2 or 3ish, was running around the bridge, tossing leaves into the water as kids do.
The mother yells to the child, “Kobe, Kobe Bryant, you come over here now!”
Moral of the story – Name your kid after dead superstars, you have a better idea of how their life will turn out.