I'm pretty sure "steeeriike" is used in baseball, not bowling, but that's about par for the course (golf?) for me and sports. I just had to add this video my friend Al posted last night of probably one of my only strikes ever. Once in a blue moon shit right here. And I act like I don't care. Because I have to be emotionally detached from bowling since I am so terrible at it and it hurts my thumb and ankle.
Once as a kid at a birthday party at the bowling alley in Ramsey, NJ I ended up getting my finger stuck in a bowling ball and nearly had to get a ring cut off my finger because Jenn + sports = disaster and there are so many jokes in how me 'n balls don't mix.
But here we are winding up and letting her roll at Lanes & Games, a Cambridge, MA institution, that will be closing in a few weeks and replaced with luxury condos, because: Cambridge. But my friends and I had one last hurrah and it was really fun. Only one person had a ball fall on her head (because: beer) and she didn't end up with a concussion and it wasn't me. I'm only slightly bruised today.
Lanes & Games: forever in our hearts. (Also I need to figure out how I can get a pair of these bowling shoes. I've always wanted them.)
It's me, Jennifer Bernice (rhymes with "Furnace": it was my Granny's name) Sutkowski
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