At the age of 8, when my dad came to watch me play sports or pick me up, the question shifted from "So . . . did you have fun" to "Did you win", and how did you do.
If we lost he would pull over the car and make me walk home, because rides home were for closers.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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