Our first Wednesday Golf Tournament was upon us. A bit of a weird format and I was just exhausted from the week. I played terrible with an 83 but my buddy Doug shot 79. First time shooting in the 70s since the 1990’s.
A rather big deal as I’ve witnessed Doug’s trial and error to get there. Surprisingly, only two of our group would join him for a beer to celebrate.
The last hole though was make or break. He went for it in trying to drive the green. He went far enough right and over the water to where he could just pitch up and easily get his par.