Sometimes I don't know which side of the fence I'm on.
There are days that I'm discouraged when a mixed leaguer stands on 15 all night, hits somewhere on the right of the lane and carries through the face the whole first/second games and then carries the cross hits all through the third game while I'm moving 3 and 2, 4 and 2, 5 and 3 trying to keep my angles and ball speed in my happy zone. There are nights when I get annoyed.
Then there are nights that I'm hitting light, carrying the world while throwing absolutely miserable shots.
But I think that sometimes we're a bunch of stodgy and crotchity curmudgeons. One would have to have their head in the sand if they didn't think that technology has evened the playing field a bit. But.......If the "we" that is represented by the highly skilled 215-220 crowd is that much better, their skill set(s) in theory should enable them to overcome that perceived advantage that technology giveth. I mean, if you're that much better than me, your skill should outlast my "luck" in the long run.
And now there's the average Joe bowler who is probably laughing internally [if not outwardly as I've seen some do] at the premier bowler guy stoning 8-pins on flush hits and shaking his head at my {joe bowler}light swishy brooklyn fold-down-the-5-10 strikes. Trust me, I know you're better. But tonight is my night. There's days/nights like that.
As for me personally, I'm the I-have-no-business-being-the-220+-that-I-am-and-I-know-it guy. Sure, I love technology. It helps me carry. I am deadly accurate. That's all I have. I averaged 180-188 in the burgundy hammer days. I hit my mark every time. Every time. But I just didn't have the technique to generate the power/hand that I needed to make the premier 200 guys shake in their boots.
So what did I do? I befriended the counter guy [had to since I was a 19-year old college kid with a part time paint store job] and busted my hump bowling dozens and dozens of games, trying to refine my unique skill set and get to the point where I could split boards on command. My game improved with technology. So did my carry. I know that I have no business carrying 220. In some leagues, I'm 224-225. But, probably to my discredit, I have no qualms with it. I don't second guess myself. I can't generate area with my rev rate of <250, my speed of 13-14mph, and a low spinner-esque PAP of 4.5 by 0.5 up. I still don't send pins flying all over the place. Sure, I get a messenger once in a while, but me and my teammates openly mock me when it happens. I get that technology helps me, but I won't change my style. I like being accurate. If it means I have to pick up a few more 10-pins than the Caveman Cranker Guy, then so be it. But maybe for some warped reason I'm not too caught up about the whole technology disparity conundrum when someone I'm bowling against says to me, "I don't think I've ever seen anyone hit the same spot every single shot like you do."
That almost makes all the bashing worth it.
Sometimes, I wonder if those who so outwardly and vehemently complain about technology would be happier driving Studebakers and having loads of fun on their Commodore 64's. I mean, you can still drive and do "computer things" on those. I don't know if I totally embrace technology and how "easy" it can make things, but I don't know if I am as vehemently objected to it as others may be.
Technology goes with the terrain. If we weren't developing the technology that we were, would others be stomping their feet saying that the sport we love is going nowhere and is becoming too stagnant for its own good?
Again, just my opinion...........
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If I ever saw an amputee being hanged, I'd just yell out letters. --DM