Re: my ineptitude at second-tier sports

My father has gold medals in billiards. Gold fucking medals. He has had his nose broken several times from hustling local pub-goers and professionals alike. I, on the other hand, am a complete embarrassment. I've been taught by one of the best, yet I'm fairly certain a blind person with scoliosis and carpal tunnel could make quick work of me at the pool table.
And playing at this skill level means that the most awkward moment of billiards comes most often for me. This, of course, consists of both saving face after embarrassingly terrible shots and trying to not look surprised when actually making one. Either way, I'm not fooling anyone.

Also, the last time I bowled, being about a month ago, I bowled a 64. 64.
64.
That's what kindergarteners bowl when the bumpers are removed.
This has basically led me to the conclusion that any sport that fat people can play, I cannot. I would probably be a terrible professional eater.

I don't want to get ahead of myself, though. Bowling and billiards are apples and oranges. Someone who is really good at pool is probably either attractive or just a hardass (both garner respect and admiration), while someone who is really good at bowling is probably fat and bald. Also, when a dude/lady walks in a smoky bar and takes out his/her leather bag of custom pool sticks and assembles them in front of you like an m16, you can't help but cry a little. But when a retired Walgreens manager waddles into the local Bowl-o-rama with his fancy glove, sparkly shoes, and custom ball with a cross painted on it, you can take a bit of comfort in your effortless 64.

from an article about Against Me! in Spin magazine

"One place they don't have to worry about any such animosity is Gainesville. When the band stops by Leonardo's, a local pizza shop populated by punks and summer students, there are a few head-nodding acknowledgments, but no awkwardness."