Outsiders Challenge – 1

“Victory is a nice feeling. In fact, after being slightly intimidated by my counterpart’s assurance that his bowling skills were Big Lebowski-esque, victory feels even better. After battling computer trouble and a quick stretch of my right arm, I lined up in lane 4 and began my barrage of eagle-eye precision missiles that left pins shattered and helpless.”

Victory is a nice feeling.

In fact, after being slightly intimidated by my counterpart’s assurance that his bowling skills were Big Lebowski-esque, victory feels even better.

After battling computer trouble and a quick stretch of my right arm, I lined up in lane 4 and began my barrage of eagle-eye precision missiles that left pins shattered and helpless.

As each pin fell, a piece of Kiel Fleming’s hope and ego fell with it.

Game One. Me 138, the guy to the right, 97.

I thought maybe the first game was a series of lucky rolls, but claiming the second game came in a similar fashion.

My hands became greasy and at times my form became clumsy, even after hours of rigorous training prior to competing.

But like a true champion, I persevered. No bodily injury could stop the assault of strikes and spares that landed on my bowling-pin shaped opponent.

Game Two. Me 144, Bowling Pin 118.

I’m not trying to be cocky, or undermine my opponent, but it was over before it began.

And he’ll probably tell you I rigged it all.

But, a performance that good is all-natural and spawned from a God-given ability to roll a ball down a slick path and drop 10 pins, over and over.