"Psychological! You don't even know what the word means! Psychological, my foot!" And he turned around and walked off. I could see by the set of his neck he wasn't real happy with me. I wanted to call after him, "Yes, it was my foot. Psychological or not!" After a while Rooster came over and squatted down by me and asked what was the matter. He said, "And don't tell me any more of that stuff about walking around without your feet touching the ground."
Well, I had to tell somebody, and Rooster was a good guy. I knew he wouldn't spread it around, so I took off my shoe and showed him. I also swore him to secrecy and told him the whole story. He asked what explanation I had given to Coach Rogers. When I told him, he nodded and said, "I guess it was psychological. On your part anyway."
I didn't know quite what he meant.
He said, "You know, you aren't the first trackman who ever got a blister the day before a race. They got stuff that will take care of that. If you had called the coach last night, or even come in early this morning, they could have treated it with something like Tuf-Skin and you could have run. You ought not to have tried to hide it. Coach Rogers wouldn't have told anybody."
So there you are, young athletes. It pays to be honest and forthright. Deceit might get you through the prelims, but it will never last through the finals.