When I was in fifth grade, my buddies and I challenged some rival classmates to the biggest tug of war contest the state of Indiana had ever seen.
Some called it the “tug of the century.” It was wild.
To this day, if you ever find yourself in Greenwood, Indiana, and you ask the locals about the great tug of war match of 1999, nobody will know what on earth you’re talking about.
But I remember that day, and I can still remember dragging those clowns across the line and through the mud. We didn’t receive a trophy.