Quotes About Competition

You count the years until you get a varsity jersey, then you're a hero, an idol, a cocky bastard because in this town you can do no wrong. You win and win and you're the king of your own little world, then poof, it's gone. You play your last game and everybody cries. You can't believe it's over. Then another team comes right behind you and you're forgotten.

After a leisurely slide into second, Joe bounced to his feet, looked at Marichal, shrugged, smiled, and spread his arms as if to say, You throw at me, I'll make you pay.

every company of a certain size must have committed egregious sins to succeed in the cutthroat world of Western capitalism.

I can feel the competition here, very much like the first few weeks of law school when we were terribly concerned with each other's initial progress. I nod at a few acquaintances, silently hoping they flunk the exam because they're silently hoping I Collapse too. Such is the nature of the profession.

I wished i were seven feet tall. I'd hop up there and attack ol' Samson while the crowd went wild. I'd whip him good, send him flying, and become the biggest hero in Black Oak. But, for now, I could only boo him.

Sure it will. That's part of it, Abby. It's a cutthroat business where the weak are eaten and the strong get rich. It's a marathon. He who endures wins the gold. And dies at the finish line.

You boys just don't get politics, do you? You're so hung up on who's a Democrat and who's a Republican, and you lose sight of the real goal. Winning! It's much more important to pick the winners, Rusty, regardless of affiliation.

Cage fighting appeals to the savage instinct in some people, including me, and we're all here for the same reason—to see one fighter annihilate another. We want to see bleeding eyes, gashes across the forehead, choke holds, bone-ripping submissions, and brutal knockout punches that send the corners scrambling for the doctor. Mix in a flood of cheap beer, and you have five thousand maniacs begging for blood.

With four minutes to go and South Sudan up by one, Benjie Boone bounced off a screen at the top of the key and pulled up wide open from 25 feet.

I don't trust judges. Perhaps it's the nature of my profession. I like knockouts, not decisions.

the cutthroat world

The faster I ran, the faster the llama ran. I could hear the monkey squealing, having fun, I guess.

I'm sure that if I stay in this business I'll one day think of a dirtier trick, but one's hard to imagine now.

But Catherine was not to be underestimated. Already she perceived Mary to be a threat

But war was the "sport of kings." And

his goal, unlike Elizabeth's, was to keep her off the throne.

The rivals met in a battle lasting three hours.

she continued so relentlessly to set her sights on recognition as the heir to a woman who was only nine years older

Offers came in thick and fast: from the king of Denmark, from the king

Where one cannot compete, one must aspire.

He was over there making Yes album covers, and here I was, with my gaudy Trump Towers of rock junk.

I told him there is no Words with Friends in this life: there is only Scrabble, with enemies.

He also knew that rivals are best unmanned by being ignored.

I'll tell you what's wrong with dumb-shit patriotism--it's delusional! It signifies nothing but the American need to win