“Now we just have to win it again.”
I was reminded of those words recently as the Tampa Bay Buccaneers beat the Kansas City Chiefs to win the most recent Super Bowl. When they were spoken eighteen years ago, we were about 35,000 feet over New Mexico or West Texas, a landscape of dusty red rock passing beneath our flight. I was holding the Lombardi Trophy…
A good friend just broke a long sobriety streak, one that was just shy of twenty years. To his credit, he immediately pushed through the emotion of it and owned up to the lapse, but I suspect he was crushed, breaking a streak that long…
Moral victories?
I was pondering the other day – again – what do you do when nothing seems to be going your way? Or when you’re completely outmatched before you take the field?
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