There was once a captured Nahua warrior, captured by the Aztecs, slated to be sacrificed in ritual combat. He was given a blunted club with feathers on the edges as mock (literally “mock,” get it?) blades. He proceeded to beat eight elite Aztec warriors to death with no armor and only a wooden club as a weapon.
This impressed the Aztecs so much they offered him a spot of command in the Aztec army, specifically a command of the elite jaguar units. The man scoffed and said, “I would rather die a thousand times than command cowards like these.” This pissed Montezuma off royally, and he ordered the man executed.
Talk about a sore loser, huh?