"Fifth best? FIFTH best? Oh, okay"

At lunch today, I was informed by a first grader that I was the fifth best kicker at kickball. In my head, I'm getting all riled up. "Fifth best? FIFTH best? I will kick that ball so hard tomorrow, they won't find it until September!"

However, since I am a consummate professional (most of the time), I didn't say that out loud. Instead, I questioned. "Oh, Jaydeen?" I nonchalantly replied. "Fifth?"

"Yes! Well, God is first. And then Mary, Joseph and Jesus."

"And Buddha!" chimed in Tom.

"Right, Buddha! See, Mr. Graham?"

I didn't want to point out that the inclusion of Buddha pushed me down to sixth. Ouch, my pride.