Release – For the Competitor

The battle on the court comes down to the last second – down by two, the shot misses. Everyone sighs. Then the captain hands over a bowl of sour soup. Sweat drips into the broth, laughter erupts from the sour-spicy kick. Winners drink wine, losers drink soup? No. The sour soup says: the way you gave your all shines brighter than any score. Put down the scoreboard. Enjoy every drive, every rebound, every "my bad." To those who ask not of victory, but of having a damn good time.