Bowling

Authors Note: My purpose for this piece is to tell how bowling is only part skill and the rest is luck.

I carefully picked my polished red ball from the return. Waiting patiently for the pin set-up to cycle through, I took the time to gather myself. I needed this strike. I needed it. The bar rose revealing the 10 pins, mocking me, daring me to miss. No, not this time. I started the approach, my footing exquisite. As the foul line came near, my arm reached back, and as my foot pushed up against it, I released the ball. My arm landed perfectly, right in line with the strike zone. I followed through just as I was taught. This was it. I had it in the bag. I watched the ball roll right down the lane and then, FLOP! Right into the gutter. That's just my rotten luck.