Shenanigans at Devils Ridge – a Non AO BB
Warm Up: At 0734, Dauber received a text from his young gun A player that he was a scratch due to a stomach bug for todays golf tournament supporting the Heritage Leadership Academy. A quick Slack post to ShamWow got the three remaining golfers busy texting friends and family in search of a 4th. Luckily, Forceps was on vacation and responded eagerly to the request for help and a promise of F3 fellowship. A few balls were hit on the range. Nothing pretty. Some wrist pain experienced by Aquaman with complaints about hitting an iron. Lots of young guns on the range: Long ball hitters were a plenty. On to chicken and pancakes and to check-in.
The Workout: Started this best-ball golf tournament on number 10, second group off. Thank goodness. We were waiting for Forceps who had an ETA of 0855. (Just in time to tee off at 0900). PAX were excited. It was a beautiful Carolina day: blue skies, high 60’s, sunshine! However, the course was WET. (And slippery – more to follow on the moistness). A tremendous storm rolled through in the early hours. Cart path only. Wet conditions meant mud, plugged balls, no rolls, but an ability to take dead aim at pins. We approached the blue tees (only 60 year olds RESPECT, RESPECT earned the right to hit from the whites) and began our play. Aquaman smoked his drive finding the middle of the fairway. Dauber (the lefty), pulled his ball to the right hitting the first of many trees on the right hand side from the tee. ShamWow killed his drive left and Forceps needed some more time to warm up.
Throughout the next 18 holes, PAX had a ton of great shots, some absolutely horrible ones but more importantly had an unbelievable time. Birdies were few, but F2 was strong at the Ridge today. Lots of banter. Lots of laughter. Lots of fun.
Highlights from the outing:
ShamWow took a header in the wet conditions descending a hill. The pic below looks like he dropped a deuce before making it to a portapotty. Luckily, he had brought a change of clothes before departing early to catch a plane later that afternoon. We missed you brother on the last 5 holes. Safe travels!
F3 works men! Check out the calfs of Aquaman:
Forceps found his “A” game and began crushing the ball. Look at his arms (Popeye?)
Dauber continued pulling his tee shots. This picture shows his poor set-up – something to work on this year at address. But he looked damn good in that Masters polo.
Aquaman needed to change up things a bit on the back nine. Not sure what he did in there. But it worked!
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Mary: What a great spread (Hamburgers, Sausage, potato salad, beans, etc.) post tournament by the Devils Ridge chef!
Announcements: Aquaman could not hang with us as he grabbed a refreshment and headed out for another 18 hole tournament. Ten hours of golf in one day!
Special thanks to Banana Seat for bringing this golf tournament to our attention.
T-Claps (Recognition): Without a doubt, Forceps coming to our rescue at the 11th hour. Thank you brother.
Prayer: A few were said over some putts today.
Too bad highest score doesn’t win in golf!
Congratulations to the team of Banana Seat and Slide Rule for finishing in third place!