I know, I know, they didn’t have these when you were a kid. Maybe you picked up the occasional award by winning the YMCA league nude volleyball championship, but more probably you just silently suffered on the bench as those more gifted were showered with praise and kudos. Or perhaps your skill in the neighborhood talent show was playing the national anthem using nothing but a hand and an armpit. Yeah, like that’s going to win anything… Regardless, it hurt. Badly. At last Mad Gringo has arrived to make it all better. Just pick up your own 8th place finisher commemorative tee and use it as the salve to dull your pain. And start working on your synchronized "swimming" near-drowning routine for our next talent show in 20??