Ping Pong and humility

So, I was talking to my son, Reed, and insisted that we would never beat me in Ping Pong.  One thing led to another, and we now have a Ping Pong Table in our basement (it's actually a Pool Table with a Ping Pong Table Top).  All my smack-talking came back and bit me in the butt--Reed can hold his own against his old man, and he's beaten me twice already.  Ouch.  And John and I have played once, and he beat me soundly.  I patiently await my chance to avenge my loss against John. Augh!!  So much for going undefeated on my own table.  And so much for my arrogance.  Humble pie is always quite bitter!

Come on over if you want to play pool or ping pong!