I head into my league tonight still riding the high of a very solid 767 last week. The guy who "oils" the lanes, who never speaks to me, yet loves to give me dirty looks walks up to me while I'm talking to a few people and says this:
"So, it seems you did very well last week, lets see what you do tonight on lanes 15 and 16." With no reasoning as to why he would say that, walks off. In typical fashion, I always before practice go up to the foul line and just look at the lanes. I also touch a spot about a foot up-just one of my things. What I notice is that the left side is nice and slick. The right side-nothing. I turn around and see the guy at the desk with this stupid inbred smile on his face.
So, practice begins and I can't keep anything right of the pocket unless I'm in front of the ball return or over the gutter cap. I know I don't know everything about bowling, but I at least know that I shouldn't be that deep at all(especially on the first shift). Moving on.
Practice is over. I'm leadoff on my team so I'm up and ready to go. As I release the ball, the gate comes down, cracking my Rising. Hmm, weird. Again, I'm staring at the lane guy who can't even look me in the eye as he's "talking on the phone". Keep in mind the gate doesn't come down on anyone else. 2nd frame, I have to switch to my Kinetic Energy. Weird. As I release the ball, the gate comes down again, cracking that ball. As I shout some expletives, the league president comes over to see what the issue is. As I, and not only my team, our opponents, and the teams on the pairs next to us tell him, up comes the 3rd frame, and now I have to use my Pearl.
Obviously, I'm beyond pissed and had enough of the b.s. So this time, I make my delivery but I don't release the ball. The damn gate comes down again, and I had enough. So, I run to the back and chase the pinsetter out. He and the lane guy run into the office and lock the door. The league president got the house propietor(spelling?) on the phone and told him what happened. I was promised that I would get both balls replaced and drilled at their expense, and the lane guy and pinsetter would be remprimanded. That's it?
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Moving on, instead of just packing up and leaving I stayed to not screw the team over. Wound up shooting 158 and 188 the first two game. Even my weakest ball could not stay right of the pocket and I could not make my spares(Which I blame on not concentrating at all). I finally clear my head by the third game and remembered a tip that my coach in Virginia gave me over 2 years ago. It was to completely flatten my wrist when the lanes are fried. I pulled off a 259 with my Kinetic Pearl. That was the only thing good that happened tonight, but not worth it considering I still shot horribly and cost my team 2 games.
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Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceed to blows, swinging swords like Shinobi-Triumph, Wu Tang Clan
High game-300
High series-796
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