This thread reminded me of a story from my high school years. I was never even decent at video games as a youngster, and I got demolished in pretty much any game versus a human opponent.
One of my HS friends had an NES with a pile of games, but pretty much all he played was Tecmo Super Bowl and RBI Baseball. I hated baseball and I sucked so I rarely played that with him, but I loved football so I played TSB with him...and I also sucked at that. I constantly got drubbed.
We got together one weekend and for no reason whatsoever, I was good at it. He was always nice enough to play with a crappier team so I'd have a chance, but on this day I gave him two good beatings. He said "ok, now I get to play with my team." So I played against him while he used his good team. Whooped him again. Then two more times.
After the fifth consecutive ***-kicking, this conversation happened.
Him: "Let's play again".
Me: "Nope, I'm done."
Him: "C'mon."
Me: "Nah."
He begged and pleaded, I kept telling him no. After the umpteenth time, I said "you know, I don't think I'm ever going to play again. I'm going out on a high note."
And I never did play again.
That was in 1993. He's still asking for a rematch. Maybe when I retire I'll find the time.