The Ministry of Housinge
Thursday, September 25, 2003
As I was going up the stairs, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today, I wish I wish he'd go away...
Since we last visited...
I had a conversation with the father of .Frank the other day. As you may know, he is someone I look up to greatly, despite the fact that he is indeed .Frank's father. We had the following casual conversation:
Mr. Broz: "How's your golf game?"
Me: "Terrible."
Mr. Broz: "Really? I thought you were getting good..."
Me: "Me too. I've just been really inconsistent lately...shooting bad rounds. I don't know what's up."
Mr. Broz: "Well, at least you still have bowling."
(Interjection from a bystander) Mr. Espy: "He's a great bowler!"
Me: "Yeah, well...that hasn't started off very well, either."
Mr. Broz (somewhat jokingly): "What the hell is wrong with you?!?!"
There you have it. What the hell is wrong with me? I sort of laughed half-heartedly...
So, last Thursday night, I set out to troubleshoot my bowling. I discovered right away that I had gotten rid of my old pre-shot routine. I was able to reconstruct it during warm-ups, and bowled 202-178-244 = 624. Things are looking up.
Monday night, at the golf course, I discover something similar. I have somehow abandoned my pre-shot routine. Bingo: I shoot a 39.
I'm guessing that it's not so much the routine itself; rather, it's the fact that I am focused enough to do the same thing before each shot. Thank goodness I figured that out...I was nearly ready to give up beer to see if that was it...
We'll see if the focus continues at the bowling alley tonight.
I'll leave you with this quote from former Major League Baseball pitcher Tug McGraw, when asked how to pitch to Hank Aaron: "The same way as to anybody else, except don't let the ball go."
