And so I bowled my first 3 games of the league I had just joined at the club.
153, 148, 162. Which leaves me with a handicap of about 30, I think. Quite shy hor? 30 leh...
My team mates were averaging 190 - 200+, having handicaps of 1 - 18, bowling 7 strikes in a row, sparing almost every frame. And there I was struggling to meet the halfway passing mark of 150, and trying to minimise my open frames. Hmmm. Told you it was a league of MY own.
And then someone commented, "You're bowling much better now. Compared to the last time."
"Whoa! That must be eons ago," I replied.
"Ya. When you were chubby," the person said.
I must have been really bad then. And fat. Sheesh.
As I'm typing this, my neighbour's dog is howling. Scary, at this time of the year. I think I'd better go sleep before midnight strikes.
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You bowled better than I expected actually. Was expecting scores of the 120 to 140 range. HAHAHAHAHA. NCWT
walau...you really need a high handicapper issit?
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