Winning is not my game.

I am one of those guys who often says, I have never won anything. And to demonstrate this sorrowful fact, and having seen many a Saturday noon matinee way back when as a grade schooler, dropping my theater ticket stub into a drawing basket and never ever won anything. Zip. Zero. Then later I filled out a drawing ticket carefully with my name, address, and phone number at Joe Miller’s market and didn’t win the Schwinn 3-speed racer bike. But a dorky kid no one liked did. I have, through the years, here and there filled out all kinds of information about myself in order to win something but didn’t. All I got was all kinds of mailers wanting to sell me stuff I didn’t want. Then as a result, I came to the conclusion I was a consistent loser. A poor loser. Or better yet a sore loser.
But wait, by accident back in 1977 I was listening to my favorite FM station and they announced an on-the-air trivia question with a prize I’d like to have. So, the radio person said the first person to give the right answer wins tickets for two to a concert. So, after a couple of songs the radio person came back on the air and read the question. “Who was the announcer’s voice on the TV show Dragnet. I was pretty sure I knew the answer. Thinking who else on earth would know the answer. Certainly, an obscure question to ask twenty years after the show went off the air. “The story you are about to hear is true but the names were changed to protect the innocent.”
The answer to the question is…George Fenneman. The same sidekick announcer seen on the Groucho Marx show, You bet your life. A nice-looking man with a mellifluous voice “Say the secret word and win fifty dollars.”
So, I won two tickets to the first Eagles concert performed in the present-day Cox Center in Tulsa. Again, this was back in August 1977. Best concert I have ever been to prior and since. And I’ve been to a bunch. Well, maybe the Neil Diamond concert was pretty good as well. Oh, there was the Olivia Newton John concert. What a cutie she was. My oh my, I forgot the Blood Sweat and Tears concert at Mayfest years ago. OH yeah, there was Johnny Mathis at the Greek Theater in L A. And how could I forget Dotie Stephens at our Junior/Senior banquet singing her one-hit-wonder, Tan Shoes and Pink Shoelaces. Wow! Have I ever seen it all and totally won big. But wait again, I think we got off track. Oh yes, I did win a five-dollar bill at my high school graduation party. But, that’s it.