Wait, the ones by the door had covers that were actually wavy? That's wild to me. Like the paper itself warped into little hills and valleys just from sitting there? Twenty years of Sacramento heat cycling through that garage must've cooked them alive. I knew humidity was bad for comics but I always pictured it as more of a mold thing. The fact that the back corner stack stayed almost new proves it's all about where you store them, not just how long. My uncle's old books got wrecked the same way and he swore they were fine when he boxed them up.

For me it's all about breathing out slow and picturing the ball already going through the net before I even shoot. I used to play pickup at the park and this older guy told me to see the shot land before it leaves my hands, sounds weird but it works. I tried it during a close game at my local gym and went on a little hot streak from the corner, which never happens for me. The cookie thing sounds fun though, might try that next time just to switch things up. Whatever gets your head right and your hands steady is worth hanging onto.