We took Wonder Boy bowling for the first time last weekend.
This was actually a Really Big Deal because my husband loves to league bowl and I have spent time beside him in the lanes on Friday nights.
My low average and high handicap made me a secret weapon.
So my clown ball made it alongside my husband’s fancy scented one and a rented green one on the lanes.
Yeah, did you know if you buy a bowling ball they’re scented? Mr. Wonder’s smells like Luden’s cherry cough drops.
Yes, my husband uses a glove when he bowls. He also throws it with a mean arc because he palms the ball, not putting his thumb in a hole.
It’s a trip to watch.
I just throw straight, point my toe a little like in ballet and hope.
Proof that my son beat me in his first game of bowling. To be fair, I hadn’t bowled in a whole and next game I was back to my above a hundred average.
Yeah, I’m good like that.
Get me pissed off, though, and I’ll cream ya (true story- I have the badge and pin for my scores that night Mr.Wonder got me mad to show for it).
Oops, getting off topic…
Our lanes allow you to only have bumpers up when you need them, so between that and a ramp Wonder Boy rolls a mean ball.
He’s also the love of my husband’s team right now, he’s a good cheerleader and high fives with the best.
And then he almost dropped it on his foot. Luckily my husband caught most of it with his hand.
Also- those little quarter toy machine thingies have some cool prizes at our local lanes.
do you like to go bowling?
I used to go bowling every weekend after work–like 2 am! Thanks for reminding me how much fun those days were. Don’t remember my scores but I do remember that I was the one who ended up tossing the ball backwards pretty often!
Moral of that story, don’t sit behind me when I’m up!
Looks like you got another bowling fan on your hands