I’m an idiot. Not just your run of the mill idiot, but a champion idiot. Nobody will ever compare me to this guy.

I have no discernible talents. I’m neither artistically nor musically inclined. Yet I still think of myself as this guy.

I’m not physically gifted. I couldn’t run a mile, hit a baseball or sink a free throw even if my life depended on it. Yet somehow I have the confidence of this guy.