Golfing Fun
A bunch of us played in Adopt A Greyhound’s Charity Golf Tourney yesterday. It couldn’t have been a better day for golf. A little overcast, not too hot, not too cold. The only problem was it was on a Sunday and we couldn’t get beer until 10 AM and we started at 7:30. Stupid Arizona drinking laws…we had a six pack in hand by 10:04 though so we didn’t suffer too much.
They had an activity hole called “The Speed Hole” which I had never encountered before. Basically, you position your team on the hole so one person tees off, the next picks up the ball where it lands and throws it to the next person who throws it on to the last golfer who drops it in the hole. To get a birdie, you had to do it in under one minute.
We managed it somehow despite Pab hitting a massive drive over Sandy’s head (who knew she’d become a great golfer for that one shot?), Sandy throwing it into a sand trap instead of to Roger and me not being down on the green in time.
For an extra donation, you could get up to a minus 3 on the hole. Pab chipped in the dough then Sandy worked the guy into giving us minus 4 because we were the most fun group out there.
We were pretty bad out there but we didn’t come in last. As a matter of fact, we came in tied for third to last at 69 with our other Parrot Head team of the Golf God, Moose and Tommy. They, however, didn’t fudge any of their numbers and maybe we might have accidentally found a few balls moved into the fairway through the grace of God…and a kick here and there.
Tommy won a nice golf bag and I won a 45 minute golf lesson which I am going to use. That poor Golf Pro. He’s going to be exhausted after trying to fix all of the issues in my game in that short of a time period.
They had an activity hole called “The Speed Hole” which I had never encountered before. Basically, you position your team on the hole so one person tees off, the next picks up the ball where it lands and throws it to the next person who throws it on to the last golfer who drops it in the hole. To get a birdie, you had to do it in under one minute.
We managed it somehow despite Pab hitting a massive drive over Sandy’s head (who knew she’d become a great golfer for that one shot?), Sandy throwing it into a sand trap instead of to Roger and me not being down on the green in time.
For an extra donation, you could get up to a minus 3 on the hole. Pab chipped in the dough then Sandy worked the guy into giving us minus 4 because we were the most fun group out there.
We were pretty bad out there but we didn’t come in last. As a matter of fact, we came in tied for third to last at 69 with our other Parrot Head team of the Golf God, Moose and Tommy. They, however, didn’t fudge any of their numbers and maybe we might have accidentally found a few balls moved into the fairway through the grace of God…and a kick here and there.
Tommy won a nice golf bag and I won a 45 minute golf lesson which I am going to use. That poor Golf Pro. He’s going to be exhausted after trying to fix all of the issues in my game in that short of a time period.
