That's right, you heard me (or rather read me) I played golf this weekend for the first time in a whole ten years. Here's a short clip of me playing back then and you know what? I'm even worse now!
I think in 2008 I was able to go the whole course at least. Not sure exactly. I know for sure I had to bow out at the ninth in the past, due to heat and exhaustion. Well now I can only make it about 4 or 5 holes. I did, however push it through most of the remaining holes with chipping and putting in order to help Ric out since we were playing best ball and I have a short game that's the same as or maybe a tad better than Ric's.
I saved our team on at least three holes. But, honestly, Ric did really well on his own throughout. He only fucked up on one skulled fairway stroke (where the ball merely bounced a few feet) and of course he screamed out a profanity or two yet he didn't throw or snap his club. Ah, he's maturing in his old age. Oh, and when it was all said and done the score was "Mike L. and Chock" (the first two guys from the left in the picture above) = 104 and "Mike C.(me) and Ric" = 101. So, yeah, we won!
Ric was sufficiently (ie. smuggly) satisfied, though he regrets
