In praise of #4, and #14

Watching the Rio Olympics with my daughter:
“Dad, what did our champion do last night in the Olympics?”
“She came eleventh.”
“Eleventh? Pffff! Disaster.”
“Well, she ranked ahead of 3.5 billion other women, and I am certain that she is better than 3.5 billion men -give or take a dozen- as well. I’ll be shitting myself with fatherly pride if you make it in the top-eleven of anything in the world when you grow up. I haven’t so far.”
The next time I’ll try to work on the “our champion” thing. Sh...