so tuesday night is our weekly bowling night and this particular tuesday night i was met outside the bowling alley by justin, who had some good news.
"tina knows kindra!" he said. tina is our friend from church, who had class with justin that day. devotees will remember that kindra was the girl who got away at saturday's dance.
justin told me that he was still talking about the pain and regret that consumed him saturday night when tina told him, "kindra? i know that girl." YES! god has smiled upon us pour souls and given us another chance. at that moment, we were certain, kindra and her friends were our destiny.
as the night unfolded, i recorded my 3 best games ever: 148, 141, 138, respectively. it was particularly rewarding because my trademark has always been to knock down 9 on the first bowl and never pick up the spare. they call me Mr. 9. but in that first game i picked up 7 spares, including six straight. and on my third bowl of the 10th frame i didnt realize how close i was to the 150 mark, or i probably wouldve taken it more seriously.
and in the second game i came SO very close to my first ever turkey. (for those of you whose feet rarely don bowling shoes, a turkey is three strikes in a row) i got 9/, X, X, 9-. theres always that one pin that likes to piss me off. it hurts.
meanwhile, new guy hollan got 7 strikes in one game, including 5 in a row, racking up a 208. it was awesome.
yes, it was a great night all around and as we left that night i wondered how long this streak of good luck would last. well, not very long. because right at that moment we found out that tina didnt know our kindra, she knew a different kindra. i dont think i had ever met a girl with that name before in my life and now ive met two in just 4 days.
justin and i were sad. our momentary relief from our grief had faded and we were right back to where we were before the night had began, only with better averages. we decided the only way to cure our blues was with a couple of rooty tooty fresh and fruities. which was fortunate, because its our tradition to go to IHOP after bowling.
once in the restaurant, justin immediately went to the bathroom. i started to walk over to the table with the crew, but my eyes followed justin. i froze. wait a second. no. wait. right there. at the end of the table. is that? holy cow. it couldnt be. could it?
justin had just walked past a large table of kids. not unusual for IHOP at this hour. but at the very end was. was. Kindra? is that really her? you can never be sure with those poorly lit dance floors. i figured id just go sit down and wait for justin to come back so we could debate it. hold on. screw that idea.
i suddenly felt the need to use the restroom too. i followed justin's footsteps, the whole time staring at this possible kindra. i dunno. i think so. yes. yes, thats her. once in the restroom, justin was standing there like he was waiting for me. "is that her?!!!" he asked. "dude thats her," i replied.
ok. now what? we need a plan. i voiced the first idea that popped in my head. "you could striptease again." we laughed and considered it, but decided that should probably be plan B. after a while, we calmed down, collected our thoughts, and combed our hair. then we walked out of the men's rom, ready to face our destiny.
justin went first and started making his way back to our table. i followed closely behind but glanced over my shoulder. "hey justin, hold on," i said loudly as i put my hand on his shoulder. "is that who i think it is?" we both turned to her as she looked up at us. she flashed that cute smile as she immediately recognized us. "oh my goodness, it is her! can you believe it?" i totally sold it. i got an A in drama, remember?
she stood up and talked with us for a while. like us, she thought it was amazing that we would run into each other again. her other two friends, andrea and christine were not with her but we did talk about them. and when we did i acted like i didnt remember all their names because, well, im creepy enough as it is. we found out that those three guys at the dance were not their dates, but just three random guys they had met at the dance downstairs. dang. had we known that then, we wouldve just, i dunno, done something differently. maybe.
it was predetermined at the urinal that justin would ask for the number. so i politely waited and took the backseat in order to let justin play his game. however justin, was working a slow game. when she turned back to her table i mouthed "DO IT," to him. i couldnt wait much longer. we were losing her. so i was all set to go when justin finally said "so give us your number so we can hang out sometime." simple, yes. overused, definitely. but it got the job done. i think i wouldve done better though. i wont go into detail, but i was going to start with "do you believe in fate?" and end with her being charmed and intrigued and in love with me. it woulda been something to see.
the point is tho, we got the digits. and we will use them. and as soon as we figure out a 3rd guy, we will have a date with those 3 girls. and it will be the best date they have ever been on. ah, im feeling like i could bowl a 150 right about now.