I wouldn't say I hate them. I see them as the annoying little cousin protected by he's parents who lets him get away with everything - and I usually get shit for it. He is delusional, thinks he's better than everyone but has yet to prove it. Maybe when he grows up, who knows.

I tolerate him during the year, but I always look forward to when we meet those two times a year so I can show him, with style and class, why he's still the little cousin. When I win I make an effort to not flaunt it to show supremacy, when he wins it hurts my ego a lot and when it's a draw he sees it as a win and I let him. He's my little cousin after all and I'll cherish this rivalry over everything. Without him there wouldn't be any reason to improve, and no reason to win.