It is always depressing and deeply embittering to discover what seems like a great performance is in fact a great act of cheating. I believe the moldering bones of John Dryden said it best when they said:
“When I consider life, ‘tis all a cheat;
Yet, fool’d with hope, men favour the deceit;
Trust on, and think to-morrow will gainsay;
So let us gainsay, let us all gainsay together as one big gainsaying bunch o’ gainsayers! Wilson’s deception must be exposed! For surely no mortal man could have made this pass.