Are you a ping pong player? Do you remember the first time you played ping pong? I do. I would have been in the seventh grade and I went to church camp at a place called Sagmont. It is located in eastern Missouri. The camp was very primitive. No AC in the dorms or in the chapel. It was hot. The one thing they did have was a ping pong table. I loved it. I have always liked competition and ping pong filled this drive.
My oldest brother Deanie bought a ping pong table. The family would play at his house on holidays or if we went over to visit. It was alot of fun. My skills gradually improved and I was winning more than I was losing. I had one nemeis. My brother- Rich. He would beat me every time. He would not just let me win. I would get close and choke at the end of the game. He always appeared confident and in control.
My freshmen year in high school I got a ping pong table for Christmas. It was one of those tables where you could fold up one end and play by yourself. This was going to be how I would practice to beat my brother. The other thing was that he had revealed his secret. The little piece of information that the Jeidi needed to defeat the master. It was shared at the end of a close, close game.
After beating me he said, "You think you can beat me but I know that I can beat you." That was true. I did think I could beat him. It was a mind game. It wasn't that he was a superior player, (he might have been). That was when I started working on my mental game. To take my mental game from thinking to knowing.
I practiced more getting ready for the next matchup. Knowing deep in my heart that I now knew the winning secret. The next matchup started out like many other matches. Again the match was close but I kept repeating I know I can beat him. I know I can beat him. It came down to the end and guess what? I did beat him. I had defeated the master. The greatest thing about this story was not beating my brother at ping pong but learning the mental aspect of the game.
Remember the next time you see me, I may ask you to play ping pong. I will be thinking this- " You think you can beat me but I know I can beat you. "
My oldest brother Deanie bought a ping pong table. The family would play at his house on holidays or if we went over to visit. It was alot of fun. My skills gradually improved and I was winning more than I was losing. I had one nemeis. My brother- Rich. He would beat me every time. He would not just let me win. I would get close and choke at the end of the game. He always appeared confident and in control.
My freshmen year in high school I got a ping pong table for Christmas. It was one of those tables where you could fold up one end and play by yourself. This was going to be how I would practice to beat my brother. The other thing was that he had revealed his secret. The little piece of information that the Jeidi needed to defeat the master. It was shared at the end of a close, close game.
After beating me he said, "You think you can beat me but I know that I can beat you." That was true. I did think I could beat him. It was a mind game. It wasn't that he was a superior player, (he might have been). That was when I started working on my mental game. To take my mental game from thinking to knowing.
I practiced more getting ready for the next matchup. Knowing deep in my heart that I now knew the winning secret. The next matchup started out like many other matches. Again the match was close but I kept repeating I know I can beat him. I know I can beat him. It came down to the end and guess what? I did beat him. I had defeated the master. The greatest thing about this story was not beating my brother at ping pong but learning the mental aspect of the game.
Remember the next time you see me, I may ask you to play ping pong. I will be thinking this- " You think you can beat me but I know I can beat you. "