There's something about the sport of bowling that is a great equalizer. Usually it's the shy, somewhat awkward types who end up being a whiz at the pins, and the charismatic, popular ones who throw a series of gutterballs. I can't bowl to save my life, but while this would bother me about another sport it's somehow not a problem under the fluorescent lights, amid the squeak of rubber on polished wood.
Still, nothing compares to that moment of concentration before the throw. I just loved seeing both these guys, intense, with their orange balls in hand. They both ended up winning their games, as if that's any surprise.