Resorting to lying or cheating in any competition amounts to conceding defeat.

And once when we were walking on Bredon Hill, we met a bedraggled and exhausted fox. 'Oh, poor thing,' Jack said. 'What shall we do when the hunt comes up? I can already hear them. Oh, I know -- I have an idea.' He cupped his hands and shouted to the first riders, "Hallo, yoicks, gone that way," and pointed in the direction opposite to the one the fox had taken. The whole hunt followed his directions. There followed a long discussion about when lying was morally justifiable, but he boasted delightedly later to my wife that he had saved the life of a poor fox and showed no trace of guilt.

Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe. [Show me a liar, and I'll show thee a thief.]

Halfe the world knowes not how the other halfe lies.

Dare to be true: nothing can need a lie; A fault which needs it most, grows two thereby.

You cannot allow that to happen because presumably we are going to meet better teams left in the competition.