Because, " he said in an even voice, "you're used to winning, so you don't even think about how, every time there's a game, both sides get that 'rah, rah, team' speech from their coaches both sides hear 'you're the best! ' 'You've got to win! ' 'You're the greatest! ' But half of the people playing that game are going to walk away losers. Half! Margaret Peterson Haddix
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