The Strike Zone

Yesterday Dave and I played in a charity bowling function that an old college friend was involved with. It’s been a while since we’ve been bowling, and although we were planning on getting some practice in, we were just too busy to do it.
It was a fun time, even though we didn’t play our best games. It was fun to get competitive with some of the other friends that attended. They had some raffles as well, and also something called “The Strike Zone”. People could buy a set of tickets, and if they had a strike in frames 4, 5 or 6, they were entered into a drawing for each strike they had. It added a lot of pressure to those frames. But lucky me, I got a strike in one of them. But I didn’t win. However, I was just happy to get a strike!
I ended my night with a score of 92, 107 and 122. My last score actually beat everyone else in my team. Of course, everyone was tired by then and didn’t really care where the ball went, but I still rubbed it in that I won. Especially with Dave, who of course said that he threw the game because he beat me in the last one.
Yeah. Right.








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