Bowling season is pure poetry
by Andy Antczak
May 02, 2008 | 112 views | 0 0 comments | 4 4 recommendations | email to a friend | print

One team, two team, red team, blue team. Six teams have a shot with but a week yet to go. If someone gets hot, this could be anyone's show. In the league where the Trios of Scratch did Draft, all the teams save for one will be given the shaft. As sure as your dinner, the standings are tight. But there must be a winner, crowned next Monday night.

And today the great Cimentar Corp, that marvelous team, is king of the league, but things aren't as they seem: 15 small little points spread the top from the pack, so it's time to get going, time to attack. Team 10 and Team 6 need to pick up some sticks. Coyote Brewery and Kinder's Meats need no tricks, only treats. And Garner Investigative Agency, what a hard name to rhyme, must dispense with the pleasantry   just needed some time.

Advice for the teams with a claim to the top. Advice for the ones who now must not flop. The more lanes that you read, the more shots you will know. The more angles you play, the more strikes you will show. Think left and think right and think fast and think slow. Oh, the shots you can throw if you go with the flow. Teams are now on their own; they know what they know. And they now can't be shown; they will go where they go.

Pawloski (Coyote Brewery) shot 300 two weeks to the rear, Bob Rhiner (Discovery Bay Dental) 974 in the one more near. Rhiner, with double two-fifty and fours, sent Garner and team out through the back doors. When asked to respond, Garner did not look beyond. I do not like wash-outs and splits. I do not like to waste my hits. I will not miss upon a lane. I will not cause myself more pain. I would not, could not whiff a 10. I could not, would not miss again. Tammy Watt (Coyote Brewery) had three games in the twos; shot 822 those are hard-to-fill shoes.

So when the bowlers hit the alley, you'd better keep a tally, 'cuz a team will make a rally and this Monday's the finale. With six teams in the hunt, I will here be quite blunt. For it's time to get in front, and not a time to punt. Ten pins in the pit, I submit, every hit, or just quit. To the teams for which spares are deflating, Today is your day, your mountain is waiting, so get on your way.

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