It’s Thursday morning, which means last night we went bowling and now it’s time for an update. First off, we picked a name for our team … The Expendables.
I was looking forward to our weekly night of light bowling, until we got to the bowling alley and I saw who our opponents were … Dave and Ryan. Both have a handicap of 5 points, which means their average is 215. That’s enough to make anyone want to turn on their heels and make a speedy exit.
How were we going to beat them? With hopes and dreams? To make matters worse, their third partner had a handicap of 102! How were we to deal with that? Forget hopes and dreams, this was a nightmare!
Still, when I joined this league, I knew I was going to face stiff competition, so I put my shoes and wrist guard on, polished my ball, and prepared for a night of defeat.
I didn’t have to wait long. Dave and Ryan soared to a 200+ games respectively, while I tagged along with a 139 and a 134.
I knew what the problem was, I felt overwhelmed playing with Dave and Ryan, and threatened by their third partner (can’t remember her name). And as every bowler knows … games are not won and lost on the lane, they are won and lost in the bowler’s mind. If he doesn’t think he has a chance, he won’t stand a chance.
After a smoke break between the second and third game I came back down and took the lane with a ‘kiss my butt attitude’. If I was going to lose, I wasn’t going to go down without a fight. So the claws came out.
Splits and misses turned to strikes and spares. I don’t know who was more surprised, our opponents or me but I shot a 205 followed by a 185. The result … we won the last two games.
All in all we took 8,5 point our of 16. So there!
Dieter: 212 – 167 – 179 – 247
Me: 139 – 134 – 202 – 185