As a child, I can remember always picking the underdog.  When given the choice between heads or tails, it was tails.  I associated tails with left handedness for some reason (???), and I felt both were underdogs.  When watching football on TV with my dad and brothers, I wanted to know who the favorite team was by consensus, and secretly I would root for the other team.  Miss America pageant?  Well, Miss Texas of course!  But if she wasn’t in the running, I would give a quick scan, decide who was least likely to win out of the finalists, and Continue reading >>