Ok, so my first round match I come out strong. So focused, playing great, I get up to 6-1. She takes her break. Enter the demon. She wins the next 5 games on good play and a few handouts from me. There it is again…the doubt, the fear, the nerves. It’s now 6-6, and I take my break, I compose myself, tell myself, “F*&k that. I may lose, but I will not self destruct.” I didn’t. I won the next 3. Ready for Jenn vs. the Demon, round 2. His punk a$$ better be scared, too.