"I think it's a stretch to say he's "happy" for one of his friends when they beat him. He probably prefers losing to them than someone else, sure. But I think the disappointment of losing a final -- any final -- is going to overshadow any feeling of happiness he might experience."
As far as his comments go, it's the politically correct thing to do.
The bolded parts is what I consider pure conjecture on your part and implies he is lying or posturing. They contradict what he openly states.
That is what I think is presumptuous. I'm not being presumptuous to quote him, or to show pictures of him where he looks genuinely happy.
If you think that he is posturing, then that's your opinion, based on what exactly? You have some inside knowledge about what he is really thinking that we don't know about, which you would care to share?
Maybe I'll switch tacks here and make it more relevant to everyday life. Remember, these players are human, not machines.
Did you ever have a brother or sister or close friend? Did you ever compete with them at anything, such as a footrace or cards or whatever?
Were you clearly better at something than they were, but still competed, because the competition itself, or game, or whatever still was enjoyable, or just something you regularly did?
Did you ever once stumble, or fall, or forget the cards, or whatever, so that they were able to beat you for once? Were you glad to see their happiness at finally being able to give you a good battle?
Did it make you happy for them, for that moment?
Or were you sick and dismayed that you had lost to your brother, sister, or friend, and secretly upset that you had somehow managed to lose to somebody you consider inferior at whatever it was, and then pretended to be happy for them, just so that they would think you were being nice?
Or maybe you would have like to have won, and regret that you didn't, but the look of joy of at their winning transcended those feelings? I have been in that position more than once, and I am highly competitive, even where some prize was at stake, and I tell you, in those moments where I was bested by my friend, or brother, I was genuinely happy for them, despite any irritation that I had somehow managed to lose, especially if it was a rare thing. In fact it brought me a great sense of inner joy, to see the outward joy and relief on one's friend's or brother' face in a moment where they have finally managed to somehow unbelievably conquered, even if only for a single time.
Maybe you don't look at it that way, but I don't believe it is fair to assume otherwise of others, especially when it directly contradicts what they say.
Respectfully,
masterclass
