When I was on vacation last week, I had the pleasure of bowling (as a celebrity?!?) in the Sam Hornisch Jr. classic, put on by Texas Motor Speedway charities. I got to roll a couple of games and knock back a few beers with some nice folks -- and one particuarly competitive lady (Linda Daymude) who broke a nail, but fought through the pain to finish with a 136. Brave soul.
Deep depression was about to sink in, and then I came across a couple of stories that made me think, hey, things could be a whole lot worse.
First, consider the bowling coach who rolled a 299. (On his final shot, he threw a perfect ball and left the 10 pin.) No shame in that.
But he does have to live with the fact that both his sons have already bowled 300s.
At least he's living.
What about this poor man, who bowled a 300 game -- and promptly dropped dead?!?
Mediocre bowling is just fine with me, thank you.