I don’t like to lose.
It’s not just losing. I also don’t like letting people down or making mistakes. I get angry when life is unfair. I get frustrated when things are harder than I think they should be. Absolutely none of this is realistic. Somehow this doesn’t stop me from wanting to be better or striving to be the best.
Funny thing. When I look back on my hardest days, I realize these were the times I grew the most. Like the day the doctor told me I had cancer and a 51% chance of being alive in ten years. You can feel sorry for yourself. You can give up. Or you can learn to have the proper perspective on life and what’s really important. That was eleven years ago. Those lessons made it easier to face prostate cancer surgery a year ago, or when the cancer came back and I had to go through radiation treatments. That was three weeks ago.
Eventually you figure out every difficulty is an opportunity to grow. Every exposed weakness is a chance to get stronger. Every loss is really a lesson to be learned.
The final score of Monday’s game was Read Mountain 3, Cave Spring 0. But we didn’t really lose. We learned Lexi Miller can save us at least 11 times a game. We learned we are still faster than the other team’s backs, and our backs are faster than their forwards. We learned we miss our team mates when they can’t play. We learned we need to stay positive when things get hard. We learned we have to keep working on our ball control skills. We learned that, except for an unlucky ricochet and a kick to our keeper’s face, this could have been a 1 goal game.
The truth is: Our team never loses. We either win or we learn.
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