A lot of people don't know this about Dad since they more or less know him as this great pool player that almost everyone at Kilowatt, the bar he plays at, either fear, hate, love, or hella wanna challenge. BUT, he was like this bowling king along with the rest of his side of the family. Apparently, Dad and more or less his seven or eight other siblings were all bowling pros, not professional, but like HELLA GOOD players. I know for sure Dad got these bowling trophies and so do my uncles and maybe my aunt.
Dad would bowl perfect games. I'm talking like 300s all of the time. Strikes from frame 1 to frame 10, if that is the right way to word it. There were a few people who didn't want to play with Dad because he was too good. If you haven't read the Lost Bunny post, then I will re-tell the story here. There was a guy who Dad asked to play, for fun. The guy refused because Dad was really good. Being the nice guy Dad is, he said, "I'll go easy on you." And he did, he missed on strike. Way to go Dad!
When I was a kid, back when Japantown use to have that bowling alley where the senior center is now standing, Dad, my uncles, my aunt, mom and brothers use to go to there. I was maybe five at the time, but when I saw my uncles and Dad bowling, I just had to try. I clearly remember the bowling ball being so darn heavy. I saw how my uncles and Dad were bowling the ball as if it was nothing, and here I am struggling just trying to lift the ball with my two hands and using my knees to try to get up and throw the ball. I ended up just pushing the ball so it would at least roll down the lane. My uncle would laugh at me, so he bowled for me. Teehee.
I don't think I ever bowled with my Dad before, but I hope I can some day. I remember I went bowling with my little brother when I was in sixth grade and he was in fifth grade, but that will be for another time, maybe.
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