"You've physically peaked," my friend's dad announced to his son the day he turned 28.
"You'll never be physically fitter than it's possible to be today, boy. It's downhill from here-on out."
Happy Birthday, indeed.
I googled it, though, and he's definitely right. Only three All Blacks in the professional era were older than 27 on debut and in almost every major sport, players peak at or before my age. You know things are getting bad when golf's your only hope.
I've been told mathematicians and financial traders peak in their 20s, too, and I couldn't so much as muster the 11 times tables these days.
If I've a better chance of achieving greatness in my last weeks of 27-dom, the original 27 Club could still be my best bet: Johnson. Morrison. Hendrix. Winehouse. Cobain.
Tame.
Damn. Still, I suppose even if I'm not a drug-addled musical genius there's one major benefit in not joining the 27 Club.
As it so happens, I fancy I'll rather like 28.
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