When I was in third grade, I was beaten up on the playground for winning the spelling bee.

Back then, I thought of myself as a pretty tough kid, but I didn't have a chance in this particular fight: I was at least an inch shorter and 10 pounds lighter than she was.

Apparently by besting the odds-on favorite — a girl we called "Linda Blotnick" because that was her name, and because when someone has a last name like "Blotnick" you can't not say it ...

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