So last year a bunch of dudes from church decided we were going to do a bowling league. To make a long story short, it was the best decision of our lives. Here is evidence:
|Each team had five bowlers, so we had two teams. My team had the cool shirts. The other team...didn't have cool shirts. That's why we dominated them.|
Austin Baker (AKA Diesel, Dieselicious)
Ross Welch (AKA Rosselcopter, Rosstafarian)
Dan Birdsall (AKA Dan; Dan was a late addition to our team, so he didn't get a nickname)
Casey Cutler (AKA Cutter, Cutterrific, Cutter-in-the-Gutter)
|"If this was a real lane, I never would have fallen!"|
Austin Poulsen (AKA Lard, Mantecoso)
I actually had a really great season. I've never really practiced bowling, but I consistently scored 180 or higher. Over the course of the season I tallied 5 turkeys, which felt super awesome. Our team was called The Gobblers because every time someone had two strikes in a row we would call out "Turkey Watch!" and everyone would start gobbling during their next bowl. Nothing feels better than Turkey.
Anyways, we had a really fun season, and we came in 3rd out of 12 teams. We beat the other team from church, though, which was really the only thing that mattered in the end.
Thanks, bowling wives! You were great sports!