Who doesn't love bowling?
avg (hcp):
161 (44)
Sunday Night's Scores (overavg):
224(+63), 233(+72), 205(+45)
= 663 series (+180over)
795 series with handicap.
That's big. 180 over average on the night. That's like getting one game for free. For the night, a 221 average. That should bump up my average to 176 this early in the season. Yikes. The real trick will be to maintain this for at least one week. My right arm has that "day after" soreness, though. I think glow-bowling on Friday night is out, unless I feel really good. Besides, if we intend on starting poker at noon on Saturday, staying up til 2am on Friday night is probably not the best idea. It feels particularly odd that I talk more of my bowling life than the rest of my life, but I suppose I don't have much else to talk about. I think I'll be gloating over this latest accomplishment for some time to come, however, until the next great accomplishment supercedes this one. It's been a little easier to throw consistently lately. At the end of last season, when things started going sour, I usually started throwing harder. This rarely worked, and things usually started getting even worse - the lane oil would dry out, the ball would hook more, ad nauseum, ad infinitum.
I'd talked with Ron the day before (a 224 bowler and the owner of his own shop) and he said that the best thing to do in this situation is - relax. Go figure. So long as I put the forward velocity behind the ball, the spin will take care of itself. The ball is designed to do that anyway. Most of the time, when people think they're throwing harder, all they're doing is putting more spin on their ball, which will only make it turn harder. So last night I made the conscious effort to put all my effort in the forward momentum of my ball, not the rotational. When things started hooking too much, I moved slightly left and kept my same aiming point.
Historically, my third game is my weakest. When the lane oil breaks down, my ball usually goes in unwanted directions, and so does my score. So, last night I kept Ron's words in mind and it actually worked. Who knew? Well, Ron knew. THe dreaded "S" word was even mentioned, but I know that Ron knows I'm no sandbagger. I simply wasn't thinking about what I was throwing. And I think that's the point. When you get to the point where you don't have to think, that's a good place to be. And, according to last night's scores, it works. We'll see if next week I'm so fortunate as to own a 176 average for the night.
... enter next train of thought ...
It needs to rain. None of this "rain for five minutes and keep on going" kind of rain. I want an apocalyptic maelstrom to break this damned humidity for more than five minutes. That big. [END]
161 (44)
Sunday Night's Scores (overavg):
224(+63), 233(+72), 205(+45)
= 663 series (+180over)
795 series with handicap.
That's big. 180 over average on the night. That's like getting one game for free. For the night, a 221 average. That should bump up my average to 176 this early in the season. Yikes. The real trick will be to maintain this for at least one week. My right arm has that "day after" soreness, though. I think glow-bowling on Friday night is out, unless I feel really good. Besides, if we intend on starting poker at noon on Saturday, staying up til 2am on Friday night is probably not the best idea. It feels particularly odd that I talk more of my bowling life than the rest of my life, but I suppose I don't have much else to talk about. I think I'll be gloating over this latest accomplishment for some time to come, however, until the next great accomplishment supercedes this one. It's been a little easier to throw consistently lately. At the end of last season, when things started going sour, I usually started throwing harder. This rarely worked, and things usually started getting even worse - the lane oil would dry out, the ball would hook more, ad nauseum, ad infinitum.
I'd talked with Ron the day before (a 224 bowler and the owner of his own shop) and he said that the best thing to do in this situation is - relax. Go figure. So long as I put the forward velocity behind the ball, the spin will take care of itself. The ball is designed to do that anyway. Most of the time, when people think they're throwing harder, all they're doing is putting more spin on their ball, which will only make it turn harder. So last night I made the conscious effort to put all my effort in the forward momentum of my ball, not the rotational. When things started hooking too much, I moved slightly left and kept my same aiming point.
Historically, my third game is my weakest. When the lane oil breaks down, my ball usually goes in unwanted directions, and so does my score. So, last night I kept Ron's words in mind and it actually worked. Who knew? Well, Ron knew. THe dreaded "S" word was even mentioned, but I know that Ron knows I'm no sandbagger. I simply wasn't thinking about what I was throwing. And I think that's the point. When you get to the point where you don't have to think, that's a good place to be. And, according to last night's scores, it works. We'll see if next week I'm so fortunate as to own a 176 average for the night.
... enter next train of thought ...
It needs to rain. None of this "rain for five minutes and keep on going" kind of rain. I want an apocalyptic maelstrom to break this damned humidity for more than five minutes. That big. [END]