15 for 15 Contest --- Closed

Mike stood on the fringe of the crowd and watched Dave approach the Winner’s Circle with both arms triumphantly punching the air. Mike noted the broad smile that split his face and couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like.

He couldn’t imagine. It seemed as if he had never been quite able to measure up at whatever he’d attempted. But Dave . . . Dave always seemed to come out on top with very little apparent effort. Was it luck? Or was it skill? He’d probably never know.

He watched Dave mold his facial expression into a mask of sincere humility as he accepted his trophy and the accolades of the judges.

Slowly Mike turned and moved out of the throng. Someday maybe, just maybe, he’d find out what it felt like to win.