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Posted: Feb 9, 2010 in Uncategorized | No Comments |

Ever since I have been 12, I have always loved to bowl. I don’t know what it is about bowling but it always seemed to come naturally to me. My high school had a bowling team which I was a part of and I actually won a few tournaments that I competed in before I started college. After high school, I kind of hung up my bowling shoes so to speak. I still enjoyed it but I didn’t have the time or the money to give.

I guess my love for bowling really started to take off when I was about 15. Our little town of about 10,000 people had a bowling alley right down the street from me that I worked at. I would work the desk, fix the machines, etc. My compensation for working at the bowling alley was free practice. I would bowl at least 5 games every single day. I am not exaggerating when I say that my right thumb (I am a right handed bowled) was twice the size of my left them. Even today, my right thumb is still bigger. If you don’t believe me, ask and I will show you. :)

As I continued to practice, I continued to get better at bowling. At the end of my freshman year, I averaged about a 160. After my sophomore year, my average was over 190. For the next two years, I continued to get better and at the close of my senior year, I was averaging about 205. Then, college started and I stopped bowling. I actually took about a 10 year hiatus from bowling until actually about a year ago. I was looking for an opportunity to enjoy a recreational activity while at the same time giving me the chance to get to know some people in our community who were unchurched. Bowling seemed like a perfect fit. So, last August I joined a league and things have been going pretty well.

One of the things that I never had accomplished in all of my years of bowling in high school was to bowl a 300. I had gotten close a few times, but never actually accomplished it. That is…..until last Thursday. Last Thursday, in my bowling league, for the first time in my life, I bowled a 300. It truly was exhilarating. Tons of people were watching. I was nervous. I kept telling myself, alright Corey, just don’t screw up. Not exactly motivational but I guess it worked for me. On the 12th and final shot, I remember feeling abnormally relaxed. I can actually remember thinking, “Corey, just hit the pocket and let the ball do the rest.” I actually probably made the best shot of the day on the last ball. I turned around after the strike and there were tons of people cheering and clapping and to be truthfully honest with you, it was an amazing feeling.

On the drive home, I was thinking about my 300 game in conjunction with a story I heard about the legendary golf pro Gary Player. He was in a bunker at a major tournament and needed to make that shot just to save par on the hole. He dug his golf shoes into the sand, eyed the ball and swung. The ball floated out of the sand, landed gracefully onto the green and rolled right into the cup. As Mr. Player was walking up to the hole to retrieve his ball, a player from the stand shouted, “Lucky!”

Without missing a beat, Gary Player turned around and looked at that man and said, “You’re right…..It was lucky. But I have found that the more I practice, the luckier I get.” Driving home from bowling that night, I remember all of those days practicing over and over trying to improve me skills in the silly game of bowling. i believe that all of that hard work paid off for me. I truly believe that if you work hard enough and want it bad enough, there is nothing that is impossible for you.

With Expectancy!


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