At volleyball this afternoon, we had 2 on 2: Chris, Al, Chuck, and me. I lost the first game with Chuck on my side. I lost the second game with Al on my side. Going in to the 3rd game, Chris had won all (2) and I had lost all. For the third game, I joined Chris and played on the side of the net that had won two games. The game was zero to zero through an unusual number of serves. However, eventually, Chuck and Al had 17 points to our 4. I was going to lose all three games. Somehow, we fought back to 20 to 20. Chris was serving and might well have won the game with two points. Then, I asked if I could have a tie for my birthday. And my good friends indulged me.

This has only happened once before in 40 years (25 of which I’ve played). That may also have been my birthday. On that occasion, I assumed it would never happen again until the game they play after I’m dead. I lived long enough to see it happen again.