We love to play games.
That's not altogether true.
So let's clarify that statement just a bit.
I love to play games because they are fun and a nice way to connect with family and friends. You know . . . in the spirit of togetherness and warm feelings and group hugs.
Tom loves to play games because they are fun and he loves strategy and honing All of The Skills. You know . . . WIN and show dominance on the world stage at all costs and WIN.
As you can probably tell, we are not compatible when it comes to games. Because I don't want to think that hard (because fun) and he is relentless (because fun). He wins All The Games. Which means . . . I lose All The Games. (And my "good sportsmanship" can only go so far.) (I whine.) (And sometimes . . . I even quit.)
Until Corn Hole.
I tend to beat Tom when we play Corn Hole. (I have good aim.)
It doesn't happen very often . . . that I am better at a game (any game) than Tom. So I want to go on record with this one:
I kicked his ASS yesterday!
(But my dominance will be short lived. He'll practice. He'll figure out how to knock me off the board. He'll work strategy into even Corn Hole. He'll beat me All the Time.)
(So let me revel in yesterday's crushing victory.)
(Oh, yeah, baby!)