I had a bowling sneeze last night. You know the kind of sneeze I'm talking about, it's been burning in your nose for a while and then *achoo* "Oh, thank God!"
I could feel there were good games just clawing to get out, but I was bowling below average. My bowling companions cut out at 9pm, but I stuck around for 7 more games, those games came in 11 pins above my average. What a relief.
Also this creepy bowling puppet was in my head. Watching. Judging.
Aside from the fear instilled in that I credit not hurting myself through ~14 games with watching a bunch of LPBA games - precision over power.
Jeanne Naccarato makes it look easy.