
In the end, everybody had a great time and our team had an opportunity to bond a little while seeing the coach perform under pressure. Everyone was out to beat me because I had offered to pay for anyone who could beat me in total score for the night.
I didn't have the high game of the night (182), that belonged to Moishe Lewis, but I consistantly scored at the top - 144, 153, 176, which hopefully taught my players the important lesson of being consistent and getting better as you go along. By the way, I only paid for myself - no one beat me.
The night was particularly enjoyable for me because this washed up athlete had the chance to step into the arena of competition once again - the same butterflies, adrenalin rush and drive to win that were present so many years ago, came back like they had never had a break. I know that I can't compete athletically like I once did, but it was fun to wear the victor's crown again - even if it was only for the moment.
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