Your intrepid reporter managed to lose none of his new discs (more on those later) simply because he avoided his nemesis, Main Street or hole 18. Yes it was a pussy-out on my part, but I'm not going to drop $35 in discs on that hole.
From left to right Late JC, June Bug, Theorris, and Croin.
Croin steels himself for a hearty day of taking it to the 'Tude.
Late JC lets it fly over Hole 7 appropriately entitled Splash.
Croin takes a flick off Splash.
Your intrepid reporter considers the ultimate in evil, hole 18: pussies out for economic reasons while Late JC looks on.
June Bug eyes hole 18 with an expert eye.
Late JC celebrates an exceptional par on hole 18. June Bug admires his discing prowess.
Our scourage. Shut up or I'll smack you a good one with my newly acquired putter.
(Ok they weren't that great, but I did pick up a par for once. Note that JC got a lot of pars.)
Croin steels himself for a hearty day of taking it to the 'Tude.
Late JC lets it fly over Hole 7 appropriately entitled Splash.
Croin takes a flick off Splash.
Your intrepid reporter considers the ultimate in evil, hole 18: pussies out for economic reasons while Late JC looks on.
June Bug eyes hole 18 with an expert eye.
Late JC celebrates an exceptional par on hole 18. June Bug admires his discing prowess.
Our scourage. Shut up or I'll smack you a good one with my newly acquired putter.
(Ok they weren't that great, but I did pick up a par for once. Note that JC got a lot of pars.)
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Dustin seems to have that "I'm pondering while looking off into the horizon" look quite often.
I call that look, "Damn, I wonder where I left my keys?" Argh, ye be gettin par!
It is actually "I wonder where I left my wallet." He did indeed misplace his wallet.
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