My dad was a recruiter for the USAF in Detroit back in 1983 or thereabouts. He did a moderate amount of in-home entertaining for potential recruits and their families. One night, he had the family of a young man he was recruiting over for supper and they brough their daughter, who was about two years younger than me, with them.
Well, a ten year old boy doesn't have much use for an 8 year old girl, but I gave it my best and led her back to my room for a little Atari action. Being a good host, I let her select the game, and of course, she selects the god-awful Pac-Man. Well, she enjoyed playing, so, that's cool.
During her turns, to kill time, I was moving my joystick in accordance with the moves I would make were I playing. I noticed she was getting wayyy better than she had been. After she'd cleared her 8th or 9th consecutive board, I said, "Hey, you're pretty good! I thought you said you didn't have an Atari."
She replied, "I don't. I'm not. It's been your turn for awhile!" I realized that I had missed her losing her turn, and I had been actually playing all that time! I was doing so well because I had no fear of losing.
From that point on in my life, whenever I've been faced with a challenging task, I try to achieve that level of supreme confidence, the knowledge that it is impossible to fail. It doesn't always work, but it's got me through some tough scrapes, like AF Basic Training, for example.
D. Dodge Silver