[Crowbob]

My version of Sooner's story:

We didn't have much money growing up so my dad fixed up some old bikes for my brother and I. Of course, somebody organized a race for all the neighborhood kids.

I came in last as you might have guessed and threw the bike down, skulked around all pouty and all the while kicking that stupid bike.

So dad hollars out and gets a repeat race all set up but with him on my stupid bike. Of course he won the race. He throws down the bike and says to all "It ain't the bike."