Underdog

"I always seem to go for the underdog," I mused to Pete the other day as we drove to work. "I'm Canadian, not American. I live in Vancouver, not Toronto or Montreal. I did all my medical training at St. Paul's, not VGH. And I picked family medicine, not a specialty."

This was met by a short silence, and then, "Did this apply to your choice of husband, as well?"