PASADENA, Calif. – Sometimes when success comes our way in sports, the ego will bloat with pride and proclaim, “Iook how good I am!”
Sunday, June 5, my senior (age 65-69) basketball team competed in the California Senior Games in Pasadena. The tournament would decide which teams in age divisions from 50 to 80-over would win state championships, and also qualify for the 2017 National Senior Games in Birmingham, Alabama.
I thought my team the Huntington Beach Surf Riders had a good shot at taking our division. We had won a tournament in San Diego and finished second in another. So I was feeling confident when we walked into the Pasadena City College gymnasium Sunday morning.
That confidence all too soon took a dreadful beating. We went 0-4 and none of the games were close. We were like a mediocre high school team taking on good college teams.
But despite the disappointment, I learned another of life’s valuable lessons that only comes from experience: Beware when your ego starts boasting, “look how good I am!” It’s false praise. Because somewhere, sometime you will meet someone (or team) more talented, and inevitably learn that you aren’t nearly the hot shot you thought you were.