27 enero 2007

Let's Bowl!!!

Well, I'm back in Pittsburgh buried under a few inches of snow and a few feet worth of work to do. So, to avoid the massive piles of work a few of us first years' decided to hit the lanes & knock back some brewskies, Big Lebowski style. The alley we went to had obviously not been renovated since the 70's, which is how every bowling alley should be! If there was ever a hole-in-the-wall bowling alley, this was it! It was 18 lanes of goodness that sold nothing but 7-oz. mini beers! Plus, next to our lane there was a poster of our now-bowling idol, Earl Anthony, whose form Gary emulated perfectly, leaving the rest of us in drunken awe.

Gary Klein, a.k.a. Earl Anthony, shows off his PERFECT form to pick up a tough spare!

Now, when one talks about bowling, the discussion of beer must not be left out of the conversation. The positive correlation of bowling prowess with amount of beer consumed is absolutely irrefutable.....until about the 5th beer. After reaching that level, bowling ability is nonexistent (but bowling is a lot more fun!). Obviously, we kept ourselves well-lubricated with a few buckets of mini-Rolling Rocks...and these trends of bowling ability vs. beer intake were absolutely proven with the following anecdotal evidence:
1) Our amigo, Drew Crosset, showed up just a tad drunk...and began his night by closing out the first 5 frames! However, after a couple more drinks he became i) unable to keep the ball out of the gutter, and ii) entirely concerned about busting out his dance moves (including shaking his ass at us before every shot)....and dayam, that boy can do the sprinkler like none other!!
2) I showed up dead sober...and couldn't hit the head pin to save my life (nor could I break 100 in my first 2 games). But 5 mini-beers later and I was rollin' 'em like a pro, compiling my highest score ever, 189!
3) Our last game, we were all rollin' up big points...both Steve & Gary were in the mid-100s...and by this time the pressure was through the roof as Drew & Joe had stopped bowling and were heckling our every shot!


Drew, upon arriving, hit strike after strike...giving him a well-deserved chance to bust out with the sprinkler!!!

This is what it's all about....good friends, good beer, average bowling, and lots of smack-talking!