And that's the way it goes. There will be some days when you're convinced you've got a world-beater brisket, you KNOW it's tender and moist and tasty, and the judges just don't agree. There will be some days when you know you'll need a LOT of help at the table, and you'll get it and then some.
I'm still waiting for that day. No matter how good we think we cooked a brisket, the judges don't like it.