Finally. A new bowling bag. I no longer have to fear my beloved bowling balls falling out of my old bag and rolling across the parking lot.I definitely learned my lesson about buying cheap shit. In less than a year, my old bag has fallen apart to a point where it's just an embarrassment. I was this close to using duct tape to hold it together.
Thanks to Fred and Dora at our local pro shop for helping me choose a better quality bag. (Plus, it has more pockets!! Yee!!) I love those two. There's not much in their shop they haven't tried themselves. I really like watching Dora get excited about trying out a new ball. And hearing Fred bemoan losing to her in a tournament.




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