For a group that must have at least an average IQ well above 120 I'm constantly amazed at how many can get confused over keeping score. Such was the case yesterday. It took about four explanations but everyone finally figured it out. The loot was pretty well spread around. My partner and I got beat in a score card playoff after Silk's grandson Drew picked the hole where Dr. AH dunked one from the fairway to 3 for 1. I have a lot of mixed feelings about that, but such is life.
There was a fairly large crowd for the stag yesterday. Normally you would think there would be at least a few balls in the lake on #2. But no! All I found was one range ball. Like the rest of the economy my ball retrieval business is suffering. Normally by this time of the year I've found about 5 dozen balls. So far I've gotten less than 4 dozen balls. I'm not sure what the problem is. I know there are new ball hawkers in the hood (Mr./Mrs. LTG), I think more ball retrievers have been sold. Plus my observations indicate most of us can't hit as far as we used to, and as a consequence we aren't getting the trickle in effect we used to. Come on guys adjust your aim.
See ya at the (reserved) training table.
CC
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