I’m not the most coordinated person in the world but I can run pretty fast. Once in high school I actually scored three touchdowns during gym class. I was surprised and very excited, but I figured that once I had the ball the rest was easy and I simply outran the other players. I did enjoy the sensation of imagining the other players standing still as I worked my way to the other end focussing on the end point more than the players.
However, months later while I was playing a defensive position I overheard the teacher and classmates talking about giving me a touchdown. I was deflated because to me, points scored that are unearned provide no satisfaction whatsoever. I realized then while it’s entirely possible I scored those three touchdowns fairly because of my speed, it was also likely that I was fed one, two, or all three of them. So if I did score those touchdowns they drained all satisfaction from them because I’ll never know the truth. In this case though I was able to show my pride: instead of taking the free but unearned win, I simply played defense to the best of my ability, frustrating attempts to feed me the ball, until they finally gave up trying to feed me a fake win.
Some prefer a fun lie to a not so fun truth. Me, I refer the truth every time, because when a truth is pleasant, the good stuff is so much sweeter because you know it’s real.