Despite my pitiful hand-eye coordination and total lack of game sense, I've recently taken up tennis, and this spring started playing USTA matches on a 2.0 team. The appraising Miss M wanted to know more about my ranking relative to my teammates.
Me: Well, D. and A. are on our first doubles team. G. and I are the second-best doubles team.
Miss M (pointedly): Second-best? Or just second?
Me: Well, OK, second, I guess.
Miss M: Second out of how many?
Me: Well . . . . two.
Miss M (chortling): Second out of two? Second out of TWO? Gee, Mom, *sarcasm alert* that's GREAT.
Me (by this time laughing so hard I can barely talk): I know, I know, RIGHT?
That Miss M, she likes to keep things real.