High drama at the bowling alley!

Having overslept, dragged myself out of a very comfortable futon, grabbed my ball and cycled at full tilt to the bowling alley in driving rain, my friday match with fellow bowling enthusiast Ben finally got under way.

It was all going fairly well, and then in the 10th and final game, the incredible happened and I got within a sniff of a perfect game. Eleven perfect strikes and then a slightly soft one, getting me only 8 in the last frame to leave me with a quite absoludacrous 298...



I HAVE JUST ROLLED A 298!

Am I happy? Yes!
Am I disappointed not to have got a perfect game? Not really!
Am I going to wear my lucky Liverpool shirt again next time? Hells yes!