I never cared for Monday nights until I joined a competitive Skee-ball league. Now, they’re all I can think about.
On February 11th I rolled my first match. 10 weeks, 360 quarters, and Jesus knows how many beers later I’ve become a full-on Skeeball enthusiast complete with a custom team slap-bracelet. Check out the above slide show or click through to the album to see every moment of the gruesome transformation unfold.
