...albeit when he's 22.
In my earlier post about my "getting back in shape, the BMP way", I briefly mentioned my son, Chris, who bowls pretty much at a PBA caliber. The only reason he hasn't joined yet is that he's working on finishing college first. Definitely the best reason one can come up with in this dad's eyes.
Anyhoo, Chris called me earlier this morning to tell me he's bowled yet ANOTHER 300 game! Woohoo! That's the THIRD 300 game he's bowled this month, and second this week!
Once he finishes school, I have this gut feeling I'll be seeing him more on ESPN than at home. :)
Peace,
BMP (the proud papa)
PS: Twelve strikes - these days, is that four turkeys, or three hambones?
Showing posts with label tenpin bowling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tenpin bowling. Show all posts
Friday, February 29, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
BMP LEARNED TO BOWL (HA HA!)
Getting back in shape the BMP way
Went tenpin bowling last night. Yeah, the big balls, normal bowling to most of you (in many states, the ONLY bowling there is). I say that because here there are still a few duckpin houses left (not as many as in my youth). I am a big fan of candlepin bowling, which I've posted a couple of videos of in the past. However, the nearest candlepin house is a good 30-40 minute drive into Franklin, MA.
So, last night we (son Brian, daughter Brittany, wife Ann, yours truly) went to one of the tenpin houses that my son Chris works at. First time bowling with the big balls in about three years (with the exception of one tourney I bowled with Chris). My last average (as of 2004-2005) wasn't all that hot by a real bowler's standards - it was 142 (Chris, like I mentioned before, is near-PBA; he averages over a deuce in all his leagues but one). So, the first game, I was rusty to the point where I made a total jackass of myself - 89. Second game, I got better. Fifth box I finally threw my first strike (actually a double in the fifth/sixth). Finished with a 126. Finally, I got hot (by my own standards, tee hee) - a 160. So, I managed a 375 series, a score that can win you some games... well, in candlepins. But I'll take it.
Now, one must remember my duckpin/candlepin roots here when watching me bowl. I don't do those fancy "hooks" when I bowl tenpins like the pros do. I just fire a straightball like a candlepin pro would. When I do get strikes, they are LOUD. It's like opening the "sforzando" or "tutti" piston/toe stud on an organ of fifty or more ranks. They're so loud that Chris could be at the other end of the lanes saying "uh oh, my dad's here!"
Also, when I do get a double strike, I start taking bets whether or not I'm going to get a "turkey" or a "chicken". (Refer here for the definitions of both, plus that new term for a four-bagger that some ESPN scholar invented, the "hambone".) Well, I couldn't hunt down a turkey; did get three chickens, and it's been a few years since my last "hambone".
I may be doing this more often to get myself back in shape. Since Ann and I quit smoking two years ago, I've put on a good fifty pounds (that's nearly four stone for you UK readers out there). So, I think I've finally put on an exercise plan for myself.
Peace,
BMP
Went tenpin bowling last night. Yeah, the big balls, normal bowling to most of you (in many states, the ONLY bowling there is). I say that because here there are still a few duckpin houses left (not as many as in my youth). I am a big fan of candlepin bowling, which I've posted a couple of videos of in the past. However, the nearest candlepin house is a good 30-40 minute drive into Franklin, MA.
So, last night we (son Brian, daughter Brittany, wife Ann, yours truly) went to one of the tenpin houses that my son Chris works at. First time bowling with the big balls in about three years (with the exception of one tourney I bowled with Chris). My last average (as of 2004-2005) wasn't all that hot by a real bowler's standards - it was 142 (Chris, like I mentioned before, is near-PBA; he averages over a deuce in all his leagues but one). So, the first game, I was rusty to the point where I made a total jackass of myself - 89. Second game, I got better. Fifth box I finally threw my first strike (actually a double in the fifth/sixth). Finished with a 126. Finally, I got hot (by my own standards, tee hee) - a 160. So, I managed a 375 series, a score that can win you some games... well, in candlepins. But I'll take it.
Now, one must remember my duckpin/candlepin roots here when watching me bowl. I don't do those fancy "hooks" when I bowl tenpins like the pros do. I just fire a straightball like a candlepin pro would. When I do get strikes, they are LOUD. It's like opening the "sforzando" or "tutti" piston/toe stud on an organ of fifty or more ranks. They're so loud that Chris could be at the other end of the lanes saying "uh oh, my dad's here!"
Also, when I do get a double strike, I start taking bets whether or not I'm going to get a "turkey" or a "chicken". (Refer here for the definitions of both, plus that new term for a four-bagger that some ESPN scholar invented, the "hambone".) Well, I couldn't hunt down a turkey; did get three chickens, and it's been a few years since my last "hambone".
I may be doing this more often to get myself back in shape. Since Ann and I quit smoking two years ago, I've put on a good fifty pounds (that's nearly four stone for you UK readers out there). So, I think I've finally put on an exercise plan for myself.
Peace,
BMP
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