Tonight I had 7 strikes in a row (I had a spare in the 1st so there was no 300 pressure) and my heart started beating. It was similar to when you’re playing cards and you make a huge bluff and you pray to god your opponent folds. Essentially…it’s being alive. Now, no one cares if you bowl a 290, and in fact I didn’t bowl a 290, but the idea of it happening is what gets the juices flowing. To be fair, I’ve been in that spot dozens of times. It’s hard to say if I’ve had 7 in a row 10 times or 50 times, but it’s not once or twice. So when I rolled the 9th bowl, it wasn’t nervousness that missed it, I just missed it. The nice part was that the 7 were all no doubters. “I’m throwing rocks tonight. Mark it, Dude.”
I ask what I enjoy most about the 255 last game and 633 series. The internal accomplishment is nice, but there are thousands of people who roll that on a daily basis. Nothing special. The respect from peers is also appreciated, but even that isn’t why I enjoy it. The reason I like it is because if you put me in a spot to roll a big game, there’s a chance I blow your doors in with a 290. I won’t win 100% of the time against everyone, but at any given time, I can do it. That idea that the potential is there is what I like. If you challenge me to a $500 dollar match and we play with the handicaps, I know I can compete because of what I can do and what I did. That’s what I like having under my belt. To add, rolling 7 no doubters is the icing. These weren’t maybe you carry the 10. These were 10 in the pit every time and let me do it again, and again, and again. When the conditions are right, I can be lethal and I enjoy that. I enjoy people knowing that’s possible within me. It’s what I missed when I didn’t do it. So in a way, I’m glad to be back.
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