Bowling. It's one of the few sports where you could be an athlete without looking like one. A lot of skill goes into the white trash activity, skill that I apparently lack.
Last night I went bowling for a friend's birthday party. I brought a friend to accompany me as she is a fan. We were trash talking about how I'm going to kick her ass at the game she grew up playing. Humiliation was in order that evening.
I've already displayed my prowess at Wii bowling, so being superior wouldn't be much of a task.
I was wrong.
"But Wiwille," you say. "You're the best at everything you do. How could you possibly lose?"
You're normally right about this, but last night I grabbed the poorly maintained house ball and threw gutterball after gutterball. I think I scored the lowest out of all in attendance. I lost to girls. Yes girls. My ego was deflated and I walked out of the alley with my tail between my legs.
Triumphant I was not, but one day I hope to redeem myself. Sadly I lack the talent necessary so hard work...wait...why the hell do I care so much about winning at bowling? It's not a real sport. There I said it.
"I haven't had sex in eight months. To be honest, I now prefer to go bowling." - Lil' Kim