Golf Season Begins

Spring is officially here. I went golfing today with my buddy, Ryan, and his friend, Wes. Shot a 93 at Eastwood Golf Course in town, but I had to take two mulligans on the front nine because I took my eye off the ball both times. Not bad considering it was the first time I've picked up my clubs in months, and especially after hitting erratically at the driving range an hour before our tee time.

By the 6th hole all three of us were whining on how much we've already walked and how hot it was. Eastwood has a bunch of elevation changes so the 6205 yards of course plays more like 10,000 if you spray the ball all over the place. In fact, Ryan and Wes considered leaving after the 12th hole because it walked right pass our cars. Wusses. I couldn't leave on principle because I paid the green fees.

The funniest part of the round was at the Turn, Ryan went into the clubhouse to get a snack, so he brought in $1 in quarters hoping to buy a Snickers bar. Well, the Snickers bar cost $1.25. With a shocked reaction to the price, Ryan walked out of the clubhouse in disbelief. Well, he passed Wes and told him how much it cost. Then came back to his bag to get another quarter and told me the story. I laughed because I knew how hungry he was, and meanwhile I'm munching on a peanut butter & jelly sandwich (I always come prepared if I play 18 holes). After a failed attempt of flagging down the Cart girl, Ryan trudges back to the clubhouse with $1.25. And when he purchases the Snickers bar, the cashier says to him, "I would have loaned you the Quarter." Ryan says, "Oh, that's okay," while thinking, "Gee thanks a lot". Of course toss in a couple of expletives into that thought. Then walking out of the clubhouse, he passes Wes again, and Wes says in his Texas accents, "Dude, I didn't know you walked back to your bag to get a quarter, I would have loaned you the quarter. I thought you didn't want the Snickers after you said it cost $1.25." Oh man, I almost choked on my sandwich.

Almost.