Life. It's all about keeping in your lanes, playing by the rules and celebrating by just finishing. I see lots analogies lurking in my daily travels. Sports, games and life. I grew up playing every sport or game I could get my hands on. If it had a ball or a puck or involved any sort of competition, I was game. And I must say, back then, winning was everything. There was no getting around it. All the guys drove this adage into each of our brains. You couldn't really survive with our gang believing anything but. If you wanted to survive and have fun with us, you played to the last out, the last move, the last second. I've grown a bit since then. Some of my friends have not. Me? I still enjoy the game, the hunt, the moves but it isn't close to life or death anymore. I'm not overly competitive these days... just the way I like it. Let's play!