I ran cross country this year and right now I'm in the post season. But for the weirdest thing, I'd have to say it's kind of an ironic short story.
So me and my friend Matthew are pretty evenly matched (about 17:00 for a 2 mile run [God, we're slow]), so we had a competition every meet to see who could win. So before every race, I say, "I'm gonna beat you," or something intelligent like that.
In the last neck of the race, maybe 50 meters or so, he passes me, sprinting, saying, "What did you say about beating me?"
So, after about a second, a come to my senses, start sprinting (I'm the fastest sprinter on the team) and say, "Oh, I said something about it."