From: aki <aki@atlas.worldbank.org>
Subject: bowling horror stories...
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Date: Thu, 3 Sep 1992 14:43:50 GMT


I was thinking about the honor roll suggestion and it brought to
mind a bowling horror story I witnessed a few years ago (don't ask
me how I connected the two, it's still early and I'm only on
my second cup of coffee!).

Anyway, one Sunday afternoon I went to a local house to shoot
a few lines (I had been having trouble with pin carry and was
anxious to try out a new ball).  I was on lane 20 something
with both lanes to the sides of me vacant (it was great, no
teenage "combat" bowlers in sight!).  Well into my second
game, a group of about ten adult combat bowlers parked themselves
on the lane next to me.  I'm sure all of us has had the typical
weekend combat bowler(s) next to you, you know the type, they
stand on the approach after they throw the ball waiting for
the ball return, jump up to the approach when you are getting
ready to take your first step, trying to use your ball etc.
Needless to say I was getting quite irritated and tried politey
to explain to them bowling etiquette which they promptly
ignored.  About that time I decided to finish up the game and
move to another lane.  While I was putting my ball back into
my bag and gathering up all my towels etc, this HUGE (and I mean
400 plus) lady that was with the group gets up to throw the
ball, I noticed by the color of the house ball that it was an 8lb
ball and I wondered why she was throwing such a light ball, needless
to say how she found a house ball that light with fingerholes that
would fit her.  Well anyway she got up about three feet infront of
the foul line put the ball _directly_ infront of her face, yelled something
like "keeeeeeee--yyyyaaahhhh!!!!!" took two giant steps (nows shes about
four feet past the foul line) and heaved that ball like it was a ticking
bomb...friends and neighbors, that balls fingerholes _were_ too small.
The ball stuck until her swing was directly over her head and which time
the ball let loose, up THROUGH the fake ceiling leaving this really neat
looking roundish hole.  Well after the ball went through the ceiling, Mr.
Gravity kicked in and the ball made ANOTHER hole coming back down
landing almost squarely on her forehead (she was looking up wondering
where her ball disappeared to), KNOCKING HER OUT COLD.  Now imagine
seeing this, a huge fat lady laying sprawed out four or five feet past
the foul line SNORING...I ran up to her (along with everyone else) to see
if she was all right.  No one could wake her up so we SLID her down the
approach into the pit while the house called an ambulance.  By the time
the ambulance came she came to, perfectly fine except for this purpleish
goose-egg on her forehead.  After her and her clan left the bowling alley
(the house was so concerned about her injury they didn't mention
the damage to the ceiling), we all laughed so hard I thought we'd DIE!
Everytime I think of it now, I just can't help laughing.  BTW I never
saw her in that house again...

-aki
The Worldbank Wash D.C.
E-mail: akidamme-233324.worldbank.org
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