The Success, Part One
Back when I was in college, I, like most people in their early twenties, drank quite a bit more than was strictly healthy. Also like most college kids, one of the drinking games I played most often was beer pong. We played it just about every weekend, and me and my teammate and best friend Jamie, were practically unbeatable. I was a short, thin guy with thick black hair, and Jamie was a little taller, a little more athletically built, with softer, wavy brown hair. We were always on a team, and nine and a half times out of ten, we found a way to win. He was straight, even had a girlfriend that he had been with for years. For my part, I had dated plenty of girls, but I had a thing for …