B usually beats C
A always beats C.
A is That Guy
B is me
C is The Other Guy.
Last weekend
B didn't sail the same regatta as A and C
C beat A.
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
This is messing with my head.
If I can't rely on the local Laser pecking order, then what is sacred? There is no foundation to my life.
What does this all mean? Where does it leave me?
4 comments:
Opportunity, of course.
Welcome to the Time Warp Mystic Portal Vortex of your Sailing Experience! Gagh!
Clearly you are an integral part of the Laser pecking order, i.e., without B to keep C down, C beats A.
Why do you torment yourself? You're becoming an emotional wreck.
Maybe the Laser's just not your boat. How about a nice Lido? You could take your grandkids out with you. It's got a nice cuddy you could hide in if you spot any of your Laser buddies. Never again would you botch a gybe by catching your sheet on the transom.
It's just too painful watching you suffer like this.
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