My family is relentlessly competitive.

Some of my earliest memories were of my father’s victory dances when he beat his 8-year-old son (me) at whatever game we happened to be playing.

Competition was everywhere—even in my childhood neighborhood. Juggling a soccer ball was a big deal around the cul-de-sac. We juggled everything: footballs, basketballs, tennis balls.

Then came the hacky sack.

I decided one afternoon that I was going to be the Michael Jordon of hacky. After an hour of juggling the hacky, I could consistently juggle 6 times. Then the planets and the stars aligned. I went from 6 juggles to a whopping 51!

Five. One. Wow!

I was giggling at the absurdity. How was this happening? For a second, I felt like the most talented hacky sacker on Wild Oak Lane.

Until I realized, no witnesses.

I told my brother about my good fortune. And he responded with, “Shut up. Didn't happen. Show me.”

I got 13 juggles. Maybe. On 20 tries.

He laughed. I pleaded with him to believe me. To this day, he doesn’t.

That was my moment to be celebrated as the MJ of hacky and nobody knew. Michael Jordan was once asked about what makes him the GOAT.

He simply said, “I don't compete with other people. I compete with what I'm capable of.”

I wish I knew that quote when I was 12.

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