There were two coaches. They were the best of friends and they were the worst of enemies.  Competitive, prideful, and each was envious of the other's success.  They were so envious that they even went on vacations together. Each afraid the other would have an experience that he did not.

     On one such vacation, they were walking down the beach, admiring the waves rushing on shore. Spying a golden lamp, half buried in the sand, they rushed for it. Each desired it, for it was exceedingly beautiful. As they struggled, each tugging on the lamp, a Genie appeared.  Astonishment left them speechless.

  The Genie spoke, "I am the Genie of the lamp, by invoking me you are entitled to one wish, but one wish only!"

     Immediately, they fell into argument over who should make the wish.  After a time, the exasperated Genie seeing no end in sight, spoke again, "I will decide who makes the wish." The Genie pointed to the first coach. "You will make the wish, but since you both invoked me and you are making the wish, your friend will receive double your wish."

     The first coach realized that if he wished for money, his friend would be twice as rich, if he wished for a beautiful woman, his friend's would be twice as beautiful, and if he wished for a great offense or defense, his friend's would be twice as good. Seeing the smug look on his friend's face, he found this intolerable.

      Noticing the Genie's growing impatience, he finally turned to the Genie, "Genie!  Blind me in one eye!"

     The moral of the story is, perhaps, the lack of one.

     Many may think that morals or lack of them have nothing to do with the Mountaineers, but I think it has everything.