The Champions that never should have been

Back in September, Shawn and I teamed up with his parents, Janie and Wayne to form the Kingpins, the worst bowling team in a league sponsored by the Tennessee Aquarium.  

By the worst I mean, all of our handicaps were over 100 when we started, except for Wayne.  He was our star player; his handicap was in the 90s.  A normal handicap is 40-50.  So we had room for improvement.  We got a bit better, but basically on the whole, we still sucked.  But, we sucked consistently.  Tonight, well tonight hell froze over, pigs flew, and we should probably be on watch for the apocalypse.

We were tied for first place last week and I was overcome with the sense that we could pull this off --if somehow we could cripple the other team.  Janie and I discussed it.  Should we break nails?  She thought we should flatten a tire, but I said it was too risky--they might have a spare.  In the end, we didn't have to do anything.  Our own incompetence led us to victory!