I used to be the same way when I was a youth bowler. Finally, an adult came over, got in my face and started to scream at me to put my money where my mouth was right in front of some members of a men's league that I was out watching one night. My dad was there and let me defend myself. He didn't say a word. I had a rope and hung myself. I bowled against one of the better players in town, the guy yelling at me. We bowled 3 games and he beat the all holy sh1t out of me. I learned respect for other bowlers and the game itself that night. Never spouted off again as to how good I was, or how good I thought I was.
Edited on 2/2/2004 8:45 PM