How do you accept that there will always be bigger fish out there?

I like to wrestle, mainly for the love of the sport but a few times with stakes involved when the stars align. As the latter go I'm happy to say I remain undefeated. When I look at my opponent in the end of a match (and punishment) I find it hard to believe that guy will go on and continue being the dominant force he was before the fight, and yet life goes on.

I guess my question is, how do you reconcile those innate feelings of dominance and superiority, with the fact that there will always be bigger fish? That you may be the top dog in your circle, but one day you might find yourself being someone else's inferior? Would a faggot lose its admiration for his alpha, if it witnessed him failing to assert his superiority to another man? Be it at a fight, a random altercation or just a minor interaction.