for $10, I can say "No, it isn't" for 5 minutes...
No, you can't.
(Someone had to say it. Or didn't.)
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Garland sounds just like my cousin, back in 1971, when he'd just discovered cross-country skiing -- and learned, more or less overnight, that he was very, very, very good at it.
He met up with the rest of his family (and me) at Aspen, after he'd competed in the Junior Nationals out in California.
He wasn't kidding when he started talking about the moral superiority of Nordic skiing to the Alpine variety the rest of us loved (and he'd loved, too, till he got the Nordic religion).
Long story short: His dad ended up offering him a buck a mile, during the long drive back to Denver (over Loveland Pass; pre-tunnel), for every mile he'd keep his mouth shut.
Cost his dad about 50 bucks. His dad might have started ruing the proposition as we approached the sign for the Continental Divide, because he said: "Why don't we stop and get out and take a picture?"
My cousin said: "Christ, Dad, we've done that a million times!" (They spent a lot of time in Colorado.)
Gotcha, kid!