Since it's January and the club is closed for a while we convened for lunch at Bar Louie's. Now I know it isn't the favorite spot for all our members but it is one place where we can gather around one big table. The only real problem is it is hard to carry on multiple conversations. Especially when half the crowd seems to have developed hearing problems. But, I know we all enjoyed getting together. A new touch is the traveling dice cup for the SOTD. We had two close calls but no winners.
The conversation was varied and opinionated about numerous topics. But, one that got a lot of attention was how many of Fred's drivers Gilhooley had borrowed and where their location was. Fred was thinking about putting radio chips in the grips (like they do for pets) so he could track them. The consensus was most of them had been spirited away to Arizona and were probably on the golf club black market. Someone came up with the theory that Gilhooley was really working for the club manufactures who were only interested in inflating their sales (we all know Fred's rep for buying clubs).
I saw a new golf term - Ocho Stinko - Making an 8 on a hole. I think we can all relate to that.
Golf thought - Confidence evaporates in the presence of fairway water.
Football comment- " I asked Darrel Royal, the coach of the Texas Longhorns, why he didn't recruit me, and he said: Well, Walt we took a look at you and you weren't any good." Walt Garrison/Oklahoma State
Until next time.
CC
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