If your car breaks down on the way to league and instead of calling AAA first, you call your teammate to explain the situation and advise to to slow the pace in the first game...
As you're waiting for AAA you don't measure the time in minutes but
frames. "Okay they should be in the 3rd, 7th...where is this tow truck?"
When the tow truck arrives, instead of riding with the driver to the auto shop, you pull your gear out of the truck and hail a cab. The cabbies notices your "anxiety" and your "luggage" and assumes you're about to miss a flight.
"You won't miss your flight, I'll get you to the Airport, in hurry"
"No get me to the Bowling Alley in a hurry, I need to make it by the 5th frame"
Then you arrive at the center, hauling butt so fast the wheels on your roller are burning rubber. You receive a rousing welcome from the league and proceed to bowl game of 20 pins and 70 pins below your average.
While you're pissed at your bowling performance you're happy to be there. Why because you're a bowling addict and no even a dead battery and alternator will keep you away from league night.
True story, this happened to me last night...
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"Student of the Game"
http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a63/slap1914/bowling/Edited on 5/15/2007 12:54 PM
Edited on 5/15/2007 12:55 PM