In the five years I’ve been back in bowling, an outing with my brother around my birthday has become a sort of tradition, and we took care of that today. The outing came about quite unintentionally, however, as we had tickets for the “Futures At Fenway” minor league doubleheader, but it was raining in Brockton all morning, so we were doubtful they were going to play (they ended up playing, after all).
My day was, for the most part, a struggle with an inconsistent release, and it affected my spare game as well. For scores, I had a 140 first game, my first game under 150 in some time. The memorable part of the day for us, however, came in the third game; I had an average-ish 180, but my brother threw a personal-best 172 and was actually in position to win the game with the first two in the 10th (he got the first, but not the second). To our recollection, it was also the first time my brother threw a turkey (three strikes in a row), starting in the 6th frame; some of you may have seen the photo of the scoring monitor on Facebook.
The Tenth Board 