Red Encabo

At night, during Friday in the 25th of March, we left to go bowling at 9:30 PM. 

Now if you didn't know I wasn't able to bring out my superior/stellar performance at that time, because first of all, I like keeping things steady so it will hit and not end up in the gutters (yet dad keeps telling me to use the "force"). Secondly, there weren't any appropriate-sized balls, so that made it just harder.

So who won what? Rico defeated me in four consecutive bowling games in a row, (ended up being 4-2), and dad beat mom in a hot competition (3-2). Mom tied the game up (dad won 2 games, and mom striked back), and we believed that in the first 2 games mom was "not doing her job."

So, here was the score:

1st Game
1. Dad (151) (1-0)
2. Mom (126) (0-1)
3. Rico (81) (1-0)
4. Red (78) (0-1)

2nd Game
1. Dad (154) (2-0)
2. Mom (102) (0-2)
3. Rico (100) (2-0)
4. Red (81) (0-2)

3rd Game
1. Mom (138) (1-2)
2. Dad (122) (2-1)
3. Rico (80) (3-0)
4. Red (78) (0-3)

4th Game
1. Mom (124) (2-2)
2. Dad (89) (2-2)
3. Rico (85) (4-0)
4. Red (69) (0-4)

5th Game
1. Dad (144) (3-2)
2. Mom (136) (2-3)
3. Red (88) (1-4)
4. Rico (71) (4-1)

6th Game*
1. Red (87) (2-4)
2. Rico (85) (4-2)

*The 6th game only consisted of me and Rico, and the game stopped halfway, so we calculated our total scores by estimation and 2nd score.

Oh, and one thing, and here's something saddening:

Rico, during the 2nd game, made 2 strikes in a row (last week I did that and ended up winning in a comeback fashion). In the third attempt, he hit all but one. Dad tried doing that and guess what he got?

A turkey.

After all the determination and sweat Rico made to attempt a turkey, he hit all but that one middle pin (it probably was the middle finger to Rico.) And dad just did it without trying. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

I failed to bowl because the bowl went to the right all the time, so I should do better next time. But ever since I "screwed with the force", I was able to hit 9 pins most of the time (or strikes).