I thank my old friend and current subscriber Bob Tigue for leading me down memory lane….
Growing up I was pretty decent at sports. In pick-up basketball games I could hold my own with most in the neighborhood. That is, until the games became "organized". In which case I'd get so anxious that my legs would literally shake and my brain would empty, and if I got into the game, it wasn't long before I was pulled out of it. After a while I stopped playing entirely. Somehow, the sports world managed to carry on without me.