The ultimate competition

If there is a competitive flame in all of us, it is supposed to slowly begin to flicker the older we get.

Well at least for most people. Me? I'm still firing jumpshots in pickup basketball, still firing fastballs in fastpitch softball, still firing drives out of bounds in golf league and still firing Playstation 2 controllers across my room in anger because - well - the computer cheats. I need competition more than air.

Obviously, I'm probably the exception to the rule. When you're as old as me and still act like you're 12, you're probably the exception to many rules.

But all of my recreationa...