narrative

One beautiful mild fall day on October 15th, 2011 it woke up feeling good, refreshed, and ready to go. Later on that morning I went and bowled in my Saturday morning bowling league. I had a great mindset that I will bowl very well that day. While driving with my mom to Mechanicsburg, I had my earphones in and I was listening to my favorite song "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor. I was feeling really good and I was exited to for bowling today.
Of course like always I was early. I found my lane and I put my bowling balls up on the return rack. The bowling league usually every Saturday morning would start at 9am. I usually would get there between 8:30 - 8:45 and get myself prepared to get ready to bowl. While I sit there waiting for people to show up, slowly, one after another people started coming in. my teammates Cole Smith, Timmy Nawman, and Makayla Smith all were finally here. We were facing another team that only had two different players on it so we were all assuming it was going to go by fairly quick.
9am rolls around and we all start practice or warm ups. Practice lasts for generally around 15 to 20 minutes long. Every single ball I either rolled a split or I spared. I never had a strike during practice. So I started loosing a little bit of confidence and I started thinking that this may not be my day. It good that I was making my spares but I left a lot of splits. So I wasn't sure if it was my release point, my approach, or I kept missing my mark. when I was practicing everything seemed just fine but I was stumped on why nothing was going my way.
so the first game started and I started off with a 189. that wasn't too bad. I started gaining my confidence back up. my average before we started that day was a 185. so the 189 will help me out with my average a lot. The higher the average the better. So then we started the second game, that game didn't end up being so good I ended up with a 168. I had no idea what had happened that game. I still had the confidence that maybe I will bowl a great game today. Well, it happened I bowled a 289 my 3rd and final game of the day.
The 3rd game I started off with the first 10 strikes. The extreme pressure was on. Everybody that was there stopped what they were doing and watched me bowl my 11th shot in the 10th frame. it was dead silent, you could head a pin drop on the ground it was so quiet. then coming up to my 11th shot I knew the pressure was on. my heart was pounding, everything was silent, I was focused a ready to roll the shot. As I start my first step there was not a sound but my feet touching the ground. my second step hit, third step, fourth, fifth. then came one of the most important rolls I could ever do to set me up for a 300 game. As I was about to roll the ball somebody in the far back coughed and I jumped a little bit because it broke my focus. When I released it, I knelt down because either this shot was perfect or it was going to end up bad and end my perfect game.
as the ball was rolling down the lane my heart felt like I was pumping out of my chest. I Was so anxious, nervous, I had sweaty palms, my ball hit the pocket perfectly only to leave the 4 pin wobbling back and fourth. I couldn't believe it, it was just wobbling back and fourth almost about to fall down then the pin setter came down and stopped it from falling down. There It was, the pin standing there mocking me, laughing at me. I was so upset but yet at the same time I was so happy because it was the best game I ever bowled. I ended up picking up the spare for an amazing 289 game. Still to this day I have not been able to reach that same score. the next closest I was able to bowl was a 268. Even though somebody coughed and made me loose my focus I still am happy about that because it was a milestone that I wanted to reach for such a long time. I know that someday hopefully I will be able to reach the milestone of the 300 game. it will just take time.