You wanna impress me?

A friend of mine, Ken Jones, who lives in Las Vegas, called me yesterday morning to correct me about something I said in my radio interview. In the interview, I aologized for being arrogant, if I came across that way.

"Bro, you aren't arrogant. It's confidence which you radiate, and it fills up the spirits of others. Keep on going bro," Ken said.

Humbled and grateful, we discussed the radio interview, caught up on each other’s lives, then circled back around to arrogance. Both of us are bowlers, and we discussed the arrogance versus confidence of bowlers we've known or met.

We agreed the best bowlers we've known tend to be the silent assassins, who are at their best when it's crunchtime, the tenth frame with the game on the line. Confidence exudes from them, and they're usually reliable.

Arrogance. Imagine telling a bowler you've never competed against how you'll mop the floor with them because you have a 200 average, have shot perfect games, etc. So? I sometimes have to remind myself it's only bowling, because the arrogant ones take themselves too seriously.

Ken and I said our goodbyes, and my day moved on. Our conversation kept returning to my mind throughout the course of the day, and I applied it to every bit of arrogance I noticed.

I'm not impressed by braggadocious statements about cars, money, clothes, or sexual conquests. Wanna impress me? Help some of these young people get jobs, donate to charities, make a difference in someone else's life. Be confident, because you can do it.

Oh, and to my fellow bowlers. Wanna impress me? Convert a seven-ten split...