Sweet victory in the music quiz
Our prize a grotty bottle of fizzy plonk, but the greater prize was beating the annoying braying team in the corner. I'll admit it was tight and I certainly felt the pressure. Yes I love, live and breath music, but that's MY music, not always the popular. I have significant gaps in my knowledge and the older I get the further my finger strays from the pulse of youth.
Anyway we won; I held my own but we wouldn't have succeeded without the interjections of every team member. So it was very much a team victory, not a lone victory, which is infinitely preferable. We look forward to the general knowledge quiz on Friday, where the pressure of success will be felt by every team member, but victory is now expected ... failure is not an option.
I'm not very competitive, people put this down to my laid back attitude, but it's more a case of not being very good at many competitive events. To try hard and fail terribly has always been hugely humiliating. The wobbling overweight boy coming last in the running race, the same clumsy one failing to clear a pitiful height in the high-jump ... struggles with spellings ... terrible at times tables ... awful at exams ... last again ... another test, another fail
Fail Fail Fail
Consequently I didn't as much stop trying as simply stop caring, an act of self-protection. I've always been a tryer, but equally I've always been a fail'er.
I gain greater satisfaction in the success of the team, rather than individually, but it is very true that individual success in any completion is and always has been very rare
I'm not sporty, never have been. I blame not being so on never succeeding in any sporting endever ever. It's only after leaving education that I really found my brain, although academic success has also always alluded me.
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