Nuggets of Life: The Team  It's only trivia, so don't freak out.
I am not good at sports. I may be stating the obvious to anyone
who knows me personally or has actually seen what I look like,
but I suck at them. I suck big time at physical things that
don’t involve a mountain or a pool, I’m like a gorilla if you
strap me to skis or skates or a bicycle or any contraption
between me and the ground, and unless I’m holding a pencil or a
paintbrush, my hand-eye coordination indicates that I may
actually be blind. If there was a disorder describing this,
rather than simply the colloquial “comically inept,” I would
claim to have it.   I am also not a joiner. Being smart afforded
me a great deal of ego and self-absorption in school, and thus I
spent lots of time doing everything I could to not join teams.
To avoid organized clubs. To not share hobbies with more than
two or three people, lest we gain a team name or some sort of
hierarchical structure. I knew I would skate by into university
(and probably through it)