Uni Watch Book Club: Vanishing Alleys

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Watching nine innings / Tossing ten frames / These are my two very favorite games

I love baseball and I love bowling, so I was plenty stoked when reader Bruce Menard found a bunch of photos from a 1963 event called the NBC Major League All-Star Base/Bowl Championship. As you’ll see in a second, the photos offer a rare look at the tasty intersection of these two great . . . → Read More: Watching nine innings / Tossing ten frames / These are my two very favorite games

Flock You! (Or better yet, me.)

I’ve written many times about my library of uniform catalogs. But the one shown above, which I just scored on eBay a few days ago, is different. For one thing, it’s devoted exclusively to bowling shirts. For another, there’s no printing — by which I mean ink on paper or on some other . . . → Read More: Flock You! (Or better yet, me.)

Bowled Over and Over

On Saturday I hopped in the car with my buddies Shane Arbogast and Friederike Paetzold (yes, they win the award for the couple with the most syllables). We were heading upstate to meet up with our friend Robert Vickers, who has a house up in Barryville. I’d been told that some bowling . . . → Read More: Bowled Over and Over