Starting in Orlando, we made our trek to Kegel an hour away. The people at the Lake Wales facility could not have been more incredible. I'm turning over part of this entry to Michael himself so he can explain all that went on, so I'll leave it at that . We then drove back past Orlando to Melbourne to see George Freeman. He looks great and sounds, well, just like the George we all knew and loved. From Melbourne, we went down the 95 to finally arrive in Plantation. Dumb question, folks, but why does Florida have a tollway within eyeshot of a free interstate, and why would anyone want to pay to drive? I guess my California is hanging out again. Anyway, I'm turning this over to Mixmaster Mike--yes, we've been listening to Beasties this week--and let him tell you about today and how he feels about getting this close to Jr. Gold.
Hi, my mom is making me do this, but I actually want to anyway. And I promise that no matter how we bowl, I'll actually keep writing. It's sort of dumb to promise to keep everyone posted, then give up. Good, bad, or whatever, I'll do the best I can. I decided I wanted to visit Kegel instead of Opening Ceremonies, because I thought that anything I might learn there would be more important than eating fried chicken and hot dogs in a thunderstorm. And whatever I could have guessed I would learn, multiply that by probably 100 and it might be close. I've never had the chance to bowl on three different patterns in the same place before. They noticed two of my balls weren't reacting the same way when I threw them and showed me the pitches on two of them were a little off. They slugged my finger holes and I like that I can release all four balls the same way. They ran CATS on me, and I got all my stats. I don't really care what they are, but I like that they were pretty consistent for the entire game. Oh, and the bowling center is only 12 lanes. The tables and chairs take up almost half of the area of the lanes. And the pro shop is bigger than anything I've ever seen. And I liked the nice torrent of rain that blew in....and we followed back to Melbourne. Do people really live through this every single day all summer? Big thanks to Joe Stacy and the Kegel crew. I can't say enough about my day there. Kegel had some great shirts. I got one that looked like a flag. My mom won't let me wear that with my Converse that have stars and bars. Too much of a good thing I guess.
Oh, and as of midnite, Jeremy had his bowling balls by way of Houston--thanks Southwest, you're the best.. :) Check in is tomorrow at noon, and I'll be there early. I'll be practicing at two centers Saturday, one on Sunday, and then it's time for Jr. Gold.
Mom says Gotta Split, but I'd rather have time to Spare :)
Mike
Posted by Angel Zobel-Rodriguez at July 7, 2006 10:44 PM