With Week 5 of Law School Bowling looming tonight, it occurs to me that I never got around to blogging about last week’s bowling milestone: I set a new career high!
My score was a 141, breaking my previous high of 138. As you can see above, I got strikes on the eighth and ninth frames — then failed to fully take advantage of them, by getting just a 7 on the tenth frame. D’oh! As Chris observed, I “left so many pins out there!” Suppose, for example, that I had gotten a strike on the tenth frame (for my first-ever turkey) followed by a 9-1 spare: I would have gotten a 170. Even picking up the spare (6-4) on the tenth frame, and following it by, say, an 8, would have resulted in a 155.
But maybe it’s just as well. By managing “only” a 141, I made it easier to break my record again. :) I’ll be aiming for a 142 tonight (and also continuing by quixotic quest for a turkey).
More on my 141 in a moment, but first, a cute-girl-related anecdote, with photo illustration:
That’s birthday-girl Toni in the center of the photo, with Sophia at left and behind her. Both are on the all-girls “Knockouts” bowling team, and after I’d bowled my 141 and a subsequent 102 (ugh), I was drafted as a ringer for the Knockouts. I just happened to be walking by their lane (actually, I think I had gone over to wish Toni a happy birthday), and one of the ladies asked if I wanted to bowl for her. I said sure… and proceeded to bowl a strike. They went nuts (and even for a happily married man, there’s something uniquely ego-boosting about a bunch of cute girls cheering for you) and asked me to go again. I did, and got a 9-1 spare. I think I ended up bowling six consecutive frames on their lane — and getting two strikes, three spares and a 9. Without a doubt, the best six frames of my bowling “career.” I was declared an “Honorary Knockout” and invited to bowl on their lane anytime. Heh.
On a marginally related note, here’s a photo of me and Toni the next day, at her Friday birthday party:
The party happened in the middle of an ice storm, which made it more fun, somehow. :) Incidentally, as some might recall from an earlier post, Toni, in addition to being one of my favorite people at the law school, is part of the mock-trial team that won the regional championship and is headed to Houston later this month for the national championship. Toni is awesome. :)
Anyway, back to bowling, and the 141…
Much like the night last April when I got my 138, I wasn’t bowling with my regular team on Thursday. Back in April, the problem was that we had too many people to fit on the lane, so I bowled with Patrick on a different lane. Last week, the problem was exactly the opposite: we didn’t have enough people. In fact, the entire team was either sick, out of town, too busy to bowl, or absent for some other reason. I dragged Dmytro out (it was his first free Thursday night of the semester, post-Bengal Bouts), and instead of bowling alone on my team’s lane, we joined up with Lisa, her boyfriend and two other 2Ls. And it was with them that I bowled the 141. So yeah, apparently I bowl better when I’m not with my regular team. :)
Heading into the tenth frame, I knew I was close to my career high, but because the computer doesn’t post scores when you get strikes or spares until the relevant subsequent frames are complete, and I had just gotten two straight strikes, I had a hell of a time figuring out what I needed to break my career high. I eventually calculated that I needed a 6 to clinch it on my first roll — which was exactly right — but then one of my temporary teammates convinced me that I actually needed a spare. I really wasn’t sure, so when I failed to pick up my spare after the 6, I was disappointed and thought I’d blown it. Then, a second later, the score posted, and I realized that I’d been right all along: the 6 had clinched it. (If I’d gotten a zero on the second roll, my final score would have been a 139.)
P.S. If anyone thinks it’s incredibly pretentious for me, as a mediocre amateur bowler, to talk about my personal-best score as a “career high” … you’re right. That’s why I do it. I think it’s funny.
Also, a caveat about my reference to the lovely ladies of Team Knockouts as “girls.” I realize some feminist types might object to that, given that we’re all postgraduate students in our mid-20s or older, and thus the females of the class are really “women,” not “girls” (just as the males are really “men,” not “boys”). However, I pretty much universally refer to females my age as “girls” and males my age as “guys.” This is not intended as a show of disrespect; it comes more from the fact that I can’t yet wrap my head around the concept that I am an adult — a “man” — and thus I feel equally weird calling my peers “men” and “women.” (I’m not alone in this mental hangup: according to an article in Becky’s Glamour which I read in the bathroom last night, the average Glamour reader doesn’t consider him/herself an “adult” until age 26. So I’ve got eight months left! Hehe.) Anyway, if there were a good, non-antiquated “in-between” word for young women, neither “girls” nor “women” — the equivalent of “guys” for young men — I’d use it. But “gals” just sounds silly, and talking about “cute women” or a “birthday-woman” sounds equally silly, so I generally say “girls.” Sorry in advance if that offends anyone.