Winning feels better than losing.  I’m sorry, but it just does.

Today, my 10-year-old son Ben celebrated his birthday and his basketball team celebrated with a win.  One year ago, it was a different story.  A much different story.  On his birthday last year, they lost.  Lost bad.  Bad by 40 some points kind of bad.  It was ugly.  It hurt.

I guess that’s what made this win feel so much better.  My son knew the sting of a loss.  An ugly loss.  A loss, where your butt was thoroughly kicked.

A one point victory, now that feels good.  Good and better, so much better than losing.