I haven’t had much to say lately…

So I have spared the 6 of you that read this blog from my mediocrity.  It’s kind of a down time for football, although Penn State did pick up a couple more recruits this week, we are in between rugby seasons, and I have been getting too drunk to remember any good stories to write about the night before.  The only upside of this time of year is that it is summer bowling league time, and lately I have been looking like a young Dick Weber, with series of 715 two weeks ago and 728 last week.  My average is currently somewhere around a 217.  I usually prefer self depreciating humor and make light of whatever small accomplishments that I actually do achieve, but I am actually pretty proud of my bowling performance this season.  I started bowling when I was 8 years old, and the last two weeks I broke my personal best series.  I give alcohol most of the credit, I don’t know if I could have done it without you, Talent Juice. 

Just messing around I looked up qualifying requirements for the PBA, and if I can get my average over 220 by the end of the season, I would actually meet the requirements to qualify.  I could never tour or even be competitive in the PBA, (I don’t think I can be consistent enough and I know I don’t have the stamina to bowl 12-18 games a day like the pros do), but I think it would be fun to bowl in a regional qualifier someday.  

As a kid I used to go to the PBA tournament that would come through Erie once a year, The Flagship City Open, and even bowl (and win one year) in the pro-am.  Me and my neighbor Chris would go and watch the qualifying rounds during the day and beg the pros for their old used bowling balls like a couple of little homeless kids begging for booze money.  One of my favorite moments was when we were watching Pete Weber bowl in a qualifying round, and he rolled something like a 150, which is terrible for a professional bowler.  As the tiny PDW stormed off past us after his game, either me or my friend, I don’t really remember which anymore, says, “Good game, Pete”.  If he wasn’t so damn small, I would have been terrified, as he got madder than hell. 

  PDW tells the pins to “Suck it”

Anyways, I just wanted to post something since its been a while.  More interesting stuff to follow, hopefully.


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