Everyone's scared. So scared they can't sleep sometimes. Or eat. Or keep their weight on."
"Then why bother playing?" I asked. It was a whisper, this question.
"Because. You love the game. You love the people you play with. You love winning, maybe. You love that one moment when you get it right . . . I dunno. Why do you play?"
"Because," I whispered, "it's who I am."
Sounds like a good reason to me.

Autore: Catherine Gilbert Murdock