Over the next two weeks, the center where I'm bowling my summer leagues is going synthetic, so instead of six of one, half dozen of the other, synthetics will make up a majority of the centers and a majority of the lane beds in my association. I sense a disturbance in the force. This week, I realized I will see a day where there won't be a house left with those familiar dark boards that hint to a visiting bowler where the house shot is commonly played. Sure some sythetics have places to watch for a bowler's break point, but that's not the same. Fear is the path of the dark side.
Fear leads to anger.
Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering. Don't worry, I won't suffer. Sure, stereo surround sound and stadium seating are wonderful innovations, but so was laying down in the back of a hatchback and being able to talk through the movie if I wanted. Seriously, I'm not afraid of synthetics.