Life is not just about...

It's like a page from chicken soup for the soul. Jessup is not just about winning. It's the process, the experience, the people you meet. The toil, the teamwork, the challenges you take.
And so the judges said, and told us to remember to have fun, because Jessup is so much more and so forth. And then they announced that we had lost. To Singapore. And the fact flew out of him and stuck on me like a thorn, just hangin' around, parasytical. And as humans we go through the usual humanic phases. A brave face, a hearty congrats; glued on in the spirit of sportsmanship, and pure ego. A suppressed tear, not so suppressed when alone. And then exhaustion, and a primitive survival instinct groping around for the positive things to stop the pain: The incredible fun. The victory against UK. Against Germany. Against Uruguay. The moment they announced we made the top 24 teams.
The rush. The process, the experience, the people you meet. The toil, the teamwork, the challenges you take. (and there goes the warm chicken soup, tasting slightly bitter)