Tuesday was my second trip to Lincoln Square Lanes (LSL) to practice my new hobby - you guessed it - bowling. Upon my arrival, I saw 3 people dressed in seventies-themed outfits, sporting white Afro wigs and platform shoes. Clearly, something was going on - a 30th birthday party! Fun.
I was assigned lane 11 (same as last week) and started to get mentally and physically prepared for my sport. Jay-Z and DJ Dangermouse were going to cheer me on. Why I didn't think to listen to my iPod last week, who knows. Around frame 2, I noticed a cameraman taking some footage of the ball returner (I'm sure it has a technical name - I promise to consult my Bowling Fundamentals book and identify it properly from here on out). Hmmm. Who was this special 30th birthday person? I focused up and continued to play. As I started on my approach for frame 6, I caught the cameraman filming me out of the corner of my eye. I smirked and muscled through. A strike! "There's your strike," I heard someone say. Excellent. These non-permission-asking Fox News people brought me some luck. Cameraman (what I'm calling him) then proceeded to put his bulky camera on the floor to get a shot of my feet. Yes, yes, he was in my way. That said, I bowled quite well for myself from there on out. Strikes were my friend. I even bowled a turkey. I was downright giddy. As I packed up my things, Cameraman and Host Guy were setting up a tripod. They asked me why I was leaving so soon - "no PBRs?". I nicely informed them I had 2 Heineken Lights with dinner, bowled my 2 games, and was set. After some chit-chat (during which I learned LSL was voted Chicago's favorite bowling alley and that's why they were there), they asked if they could interview me. I was sweaty, shiny, had horrible looking hair and was even missing a button on my shirt. Yep, I may be on Fox News this Friday - stylin'. I'm sure it would be a short clip. If anything I hope they use my strike.
On my way out, I asked the nice LSL people if I could take my brag sheet home with me (for proof) and he said only if I could bowl another strike. Wuhhh? Strolling Bowling by Tomy was going to determine my fate. I twisted the knob of a plastic bowling ball and steered it towards the 1 pin. The hopping ball veered right and only knocked down 6 pins. Damn. My friends and family would never believe me. The nice man let me try again. Compensating for the severe hook, I got my strike and was granted ownership of my score sheet. I left happy and smiling for such an unexpected night.
I was assigned lane 11 (same as last week) and started to get mentally and physically prepared for my sport. Jay-Z and DJ Dangermouse were going to cheer me on. Why I didn't think to listen to my iPod last week, who knows. Around frame 2, I noticed a cameraman taking some footage of the ball returner (I'm sure it has a technical name - I promise to consult my Bowling Fundamentals book and identify it properly from here on out). Hmmm. Who was this special 30th birthday person? I focused up and continued to play. As I started on my approach for frame 6, I caught the cameraman filming me out of the corner of my eye. I smirked and muscled through. A strike! "There's your strike," I heard someone say. Excellent. These non-permission-asking Fox News people brought me some luck. Cameraman (what I'm calling him) then proceeded to put his bulky camera on the floor to get a shot of my feet. Yes, yes, he was in my way. That said, I bowled quite well for myself from there on out. Strikes were my friend. I even bowled a turkey. I was downright giddy. As I packed up my things, Cameraman and Host Guy were setting up a tripod. They asked me why I was leaving so soon - "no PBRs?". I nicely informed them I had 2 Heineken Lights with dinner, bowled my 2 games, and was set. After some chit-chat (during which I learned LSL was voted Chicago's favorite bowling alley and that's why they were there), they asked if they could interview me. I was sweaty, shiny, had horrible looking hair and was even missing a button on my shirt. Yep, I may be on Fox News this Friday - stylin'. I'm sure it would be a short clip. If anything I hope they use my strike.
On my way out, I asked the nice LSL people if I could take my brag sheet home with me (for proof) and he said only if I could bowl another strike. Wuhhh? Strolling Bowling by Tomy was going to determine my fate. I twisted the knob of a plastic bowling ball and steered it towards the 1 pin. The hopping ball veered right and only knocked down 6 pins. Damn. My friends and family would never believe me. The nice man let me try again. Compensating for the severe hook, I got my strike and was granted ownership of my score sheet. I left happy and smiling for such an unexpected night.
