Funny you would mention that...he called me while I was on the freeway stressing about trying to get the tournament. I'm sure Angel can attest to how crazy SoCal traffic can get (especially on a Saturday on the 5 freeway). I was so upset because I was going to take the 405, with the bowling alley being at the intersection of the two.
So here's our conversation (made for TV)...
Buddy: 'If you're going to b**** and moan about traffic and be all wound up before you even get there, just turn around and go home. Go buy your wife a pair of jeans or something with the entry fee. It's not even worth it.'
Me: 'You're right, I can't control it'
Buddy: 'That's my m*****f****** man...now if you get there on time, and you can bowl, then what you got to stress about?
Me: 'Nothing, I guess'
Buddy: 'That's right, not a f****** thing...now get there and bowl your a** off and run my cheddar!! (money for the slang impaired). (laughing)
Me: 'Aight, peace' (laughing)
Hilarious and honest, gotta have friends like that to keep you grounded. So that's what I did. I got there, got my
bags out the trunk and went to sign up...realized I had a few minutes to practice and calmly put on my
shoes and threw three different balls. They all reacted well, but I figured my Fired Up would create the best reaction over the 6 games.
But it worked again...I instantly forgot about the traffic, how I was stressed to get there and promptly opened with a 268...great stuff.
But if I ever need a little extra boost, I'll have you shoot me an email...thanks for the love.