Costarica Was My Downfall
February 4th, 2010
I was involved in a Jeopardy championship at my high school. Long considered to be the class brain, I smugly believed that I would go home with the gold, so to speak. Frankly, everyone else believed the same thing. When the day came, I wasn’t even nervous. My opponent was this surfer dude who could barely string two sentences together, or so I thought. However, my prejudice turned out to be totally mistaken. This guy had obviously been doing more than riding the waves. When the final question came and they asked for the capital of costarica, I just sat there like a stone. He wrote quickly and turned out to have the right answer. I lost.
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