World Series of Bowling

Ok so yes, I was bored as fuck by the last game of the World Series. I should have stuck it out and watched the 8th inning wizbangery, but the real passion called: let's roll. So June Bug, the Late JC and I abandoned the couch and headed out to the aforementioned Sue Rich. A solid night or average bowling ensued. None of us fell below 120 (well mostly) and we all had key strikes and key moments.

These are the nights when you appreciate real sport.