Wednesday night league got me thinking. Haven't lost that badly in over 20 years. Seemed like we were so far down, I had to do something special to turn it around. We witnessed every roll go their way. Heck I never even saw a ball until the third or fourth game. When I did...I blew it. Made a good cut but no shape. Two games later, tried a four railer, missed it and sold out. Thinking back as we do, I realized I kinda hit the panic button. Desperation mode. I'm better than that... but felt it was necessary in the moment. Had I made those balls and then run out...Hero. Walked out a loser. Ouch. Has this happened to you...? Moral of this rant...go with what got you there. Pulling out some crazy shit just made it worse. Go figure.