I was urged to think about this when a friend of mine posted
a saying to the effect of sometimes when it looks like
things are falling to pieces, it's really the pieces falling into place. When
I find myself in the position where things are falling to pieces
I am usually such a wreck that I can't remember the situation. It is
difficult, distressing, shocking to me that I am not in control and cannot stop
the avalanche or tidal wave I see approaching that covers everything in it's
wake. But I do have one instance that was a little frightening but not so
scarring that I have blocked it from my memory. So, I will share in this
blog.
I am a bowler. I have been competing since I was a
kid. My Dad was a youth bowling coach for over 50 years and coached both
me and my 2 brothers for our entire lives. I compete annually in the
Women's National Championship tournament as an amateur. So, in 2015, I
was scheduled to bowl in my 20th Nationals tournament on Reno, NV in June. My
entry was confirmed and paid for by February of that year. I had a
team with 4 spots on it for bowlers. Sometimes it is a little challenging
to get 3 other people to share in your vision and form a team. People
have a hard time with getting the time off of work or away from home.
They have challenges paying for the flight and hotel. They have
challenges paying for the tournament entry. So, when you lock in your
team, you have already done a fair bit of work. For this tournament, I
was only able to fill my roster with 3 bowlers. I got a half of a
commitment from a 4th person. But when it came time to pay for things and
buy a plane ticket, the truth came out and she was unable to travel with
us. So, it's not so bad to have one opening on the team. There's a
substitution bulletin board at the tournament site for this kind of
dilemma. It wouldn't be the first time that I had been on a team that had
to grab a sub at the tournament. And we were bowling in the event about
halfway through the full window of the competition. The tournament ran
for months and ended in July. We were bowling at the beginning of
June. So, there should be subs available. So, then, we were 3. So,
as we were booking flights, the 3rd bowler looked at the days that we were
flying and realized that she was scheduled to bowl a different tournament, in a
different city in Nevada over the same dates. There was no replacing her
either. So, we had gotten one sub before at a tournament. How hard
could it be to get two subs for the team event? All we can do is try.
The two of us remaining on the team secured our room and our
flights. I was travelling with the best doubles partner and travelling
companion in the whole world. We have travelled together for just about a
decade. So, we have a great time. We share common interests like casinos,
cocktails and good food, fine Vegas entertainment and relaxing at the
spa. We have never had a bad trip. We always find the fun no matter
what we are doing. Flight delays don't steal our joy. Lost luggage
doesn't phase us. We always have a great time in every situation.
Because of this, we always plan a trip to Reno paired with a trip to
Vegas. Hey! We made it all the way out there! We might
as well make the most of it! So, 2 days in Reno and 3 days in Vegas and
our trip itinerary was complete.
So, both me and my bowling bestie have
responsibilities to our Moms. They help us out and we take care of them
when they need it. Jodi's Mom helps her with her kids tremendously and
Jodi stays on top of what her Mom's medical needs are. During this
particular year, Jodi's Mom had been having a variety of problems with her
knees, her heart, her gall bladder and general feelings on lethargy. Oh, and
blood clots! She had been in and out of the hospital during the
year. But she was at a good point as we were planning to leave for our
trip. But as fate would have it, she went into the hospital 2 weeks
before our trip for a one week stay. We were still hoping that she would
have her strength back and be able to hold things down at the house while we
were gone. She reassured Jodi that she was fine and that she should go to
the tournament with no worries. But you know how you get the feeling that
someone is putting on a front? That their words and actions don't exactly
match up? That's the impression that Jodi got. And the night before
the flight, she told me that she was going to have to stay home just to be sure
everything was OK with her Mom. Of course, I was disappointed in my own
selfish way. But I did understand and hoped that everything would work
out. That in the morning, her Mom would spring out of bed, tell
Jodi she felt like a million bucks and that she should hurry and catch her
flight! Nope. Not so much. I flew out to Reno for my 20th
tournament all alone. No cheering section. No back up. No
support. No team.
This was completely new for me. Every one of the
other 19 years, I had travelled with a team to go to Nationals. (except
that one year where I worked all the way up to the day before the event and had
to fly in on the morning that we bowled team).
I got to Reno and checked in at my hotel. I got
something to eat and then went to the National Bowling Stadium to see if I
could find a team to bowl with. There was a team from New Jersey that
needed one bowler. So, I called them and they offered me their open
spot. Whew! I was going to compete for the 20th consecutive
tournament!! They bowled at the times that I was scheduled to bowl
originally too. So, my squad times were the same. The tournament office
removed my team entry for the tournament and moved it to 2016. So, my
spot for the following year was secured. That was a bonus! The 2016
tournament was going to be in Las Vegas and would most likely be a sell out
because of the change in venue to one of the best cities on the planet. That night, I played Blackjack (as usual),
won money (as usual), and went to bed (not as usual). Usually on my first night, I would play until
the sun came up and take my bankroll back to the room to use for the rest of my
trip or I would play until I gave back all of the money the nice dealers had
pushed to my side of the table.
The next day was the late afternoon squad of the team
event. I lounged during the day. Ate a big midday meal at Hash House A-Go-Go and
washed it down with a Bloody Mary – the BLT one. Yummy! I made my way next door to the bowling
stadium and met up with my team. Really
nice ladies! They gave me a shirt to
wear- just for the event. There’s an
award if your team dresses the same at Nationals. My partner Cheryl was a very cool person to
meet. We had great conversations. We took our team picture before the squad
started, entered the brackets and sat down for the pre-game meeting where the
tournament officials greet you, tell you where all of the participants on your
squad are from and the give out PARTCIPATION AWARDS. First timers to the tournament get a warm
welcome. But if you have been in 20 or
more consecutive tournaments, you get a pin, patch or plaque. This was my year to get a pin.
I was so happy that I had actually made it to 20 consecutive
tournaments. There were lots of
obstacles along the way (finances, accommodations, time off from work, finding
a team), but I made it! And I bowled
pretty well on the first day. When I sub
with a team, I would feel like a failure if I did not bowl my average for the 3
games. The team had spent the day
golfing and they were spent. I did
better than average. On the second day
for doubles and singles, I really did well with a 602 as my high series in
singles and a 1675 for all-events for the weekend. I had my highest finish ever in the
tournament. 3rd place in my
division in singles and 5th in all-events. I truly felt like things were completely
falling apart as I made this trip into the unknown in a familiar setting. The experience caused me to stretch and grow
and reach new heights.
For the 2016 tournament, we are in Las Vegas to compete and to play –
all with one plane ride this year. We
leave in the morning and there are only 2 of us. But we know we will find a few subs and have
another one of the best trips that we have ever had! I have a good feeling
about this year. I will let you know how we do.
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