My brother won our family’s football pick’em this year. For the past two years I have held the trophy. I was not all that happy to pass the trophy to him, but I did it. And look! I am even smiling about it. He seems to think that he would have won it the past three years if he hadn’t been busy traveling all over the place. Whatever. I don’t believe him. He can think whatever he wants, but I won it two years in a row. Beat that, Brother!