In a previous blog “My Most Important Blog Ever!” I mention our foursome for that event. Well, we had so much fun that we did it again. And, I threatened and am carrying through on making a blog out of it.
Left to Right: Tom Proshek, Paul Diegnau CGCS, Scott Austin CGCS and Steve Garske
Scott and I had decided at the conclusion of our Wee One day that we would challenge Paul and Tom to a match. Now those two are good golfers with admitted 8 and 9 handicaps respectively. Scott figured himself to be a 15 (yea right) and I was a 21 when I took a sabbatical from the game some 7 years ago. So we figured, that our opponents with a combined handicap of 17 would graciously offer us some 15 strokes or so. Our tee time came and went as we argued over shots. We decided to play individually, 2 best ball, and I am still not clear as to how many shots we got if any. At the end of nine, we switched over to match play as was predetermined. We were offered no shots. That’s right, none. And our opponents seemed to feel, and certainly did not show, any signs of embarrassment or remorse when we were down four holes with four to play.
Our opponents for the day.
What’s worse, my partner decided after we were toast on the 15th hole to challenge me to an individual match over the last 4 holes. My partner! Here I have been carrying him on my back, heavy as a piano, for 15 holes. We tie the 16th. He birdies the 17th (that’s a double plus carryover) and wins the 17th, and we tie the 18th. It had to be parking lot deal as I handed over the cash. He couldn’t lick his lips for the first 15 holes!
I always thought this to be a gentleman’s game (sorry ladies, didn’t know how else to say that), steeped in tradition and honor. Hmpff!
But, as they say, paybacks are hell. Here is a photo of our host, on his course, on the same hole as the sign so clearly seen in the foreground. You decide.
There will be a rematch! Maybe me against them all!
Out of Bounds 