Legends: Barely Holding On

For this addition of Legends, it is an account of something I did. I’ll try to not make a habit of recounting my stories, but hopefully they prove to be entertaining.

This particular story occurred in the middle of summer in 2008. It was few days after I arrived home from my Junior Gold trip to Detroit, Michigan. It was a Tuesday evening, and I was bowling a Jr./Adult handicap league at Sea Bowl in Pacifica, CA. It was four-person teams, and I was bowling with my grandpa, Al Hayes, and Joey Goldstein, Jr.

Every Tuesday evening, it was a rush for me to get to Sea Bowl on time because my dad would get home from work at 5:30 p.m. and he was often a big part of the meal preparation. League started at 6:30 p.m., but practice started at 6:20 p.m. It usually worked out that I would miss practice and throw my first shot in the first frame of league play. This particular Tuesday, I was running later than normal and when I finally showed up, the first two frames had already been completed. Continue reading

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