At approximately 2:25 p.m. this afternoon, my dreams of moving beyond the second round of the Graduate Business Association ping pong tournament died a painful death. I won game one against my opponent, only to lose games two and three. Like any sore loser, I have several excuses…
- The first reason for my defeat was the skill of my classmate across the table from me. His spin was crafty and his kills vicious. It was pure luck that I was able to win the first game against him.
- Conditioning. I’m out of shape and not ashamed to admit I was huffing and puffing after the first game. I called out for an oxygen break several times, but neither my opponent nor the spectators (there were no spectators) came to my aid.
- Hunger. My blood sugar level was low since I hadn’t eaten lunch, yet. Several times I became dizzy and began to hallucinate. It’s a tribute to my strong will that I didn’t simply pass out, mid-point.
I’d like to wish the best of luck to those still in the tournament.
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