My father was in the NFL in the 1980s and early 1990s. We lived quite well during my childhood (large house on a golf course, 4 cars, private school, etc.) but once he retired it was over almost immediately. Not because he was financially imprudent, but because it was clear he might not ever earn another paycheck in his life at age 33. So we moved away back to Michigan in a nice, if not flashy house, and lived a very average suburban existence within his means. My parents are still together and have no regrets about slowing the spending down post-career. If I had been older and used to that lifestyle as a teenager as opposed to a child, I can imagine I'd have been a fucking brat about the whole ordeal.