I can still remember some of his teaching techniques. He would walk down the lane a bit and straddle it and have you bowl between his legs. I remember being nervous as all hell, thinking I was going to nail him with the ball. I never did, but I bet he either had great reflexes or some serious bruises.
I also remember him teaching me how to release the ball. "The thumb is the brakes and the fingers are the gas!"
Great memories, thanks all!
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