Actually that's not true at all. I really want to change the subject compeletly and recap the past weekend whcih included a 72 hole round at Swan Point, and a day spent boozing with Tiger woods at the AT&T National. Well, maybe not with Tiger - but he was there, and so were we - and with the amount of booze we took in, we could have played 9 holes with the guy and had no memory. So it's up to you to prove we didn't hang out with Tiger!
I promise I will one day return to recap all the hijinks from the Myrtle Beach 2009 experiance,
but for now you will just have to settle for the following video. A quick note on the man featured in the video. I rolled into Myrtle feeling strong and confident - my scoring average was down under 100 for the first time ever, and my index was under 20. After putting up a 113 and 116 on the first two days, I was more than dejected, I was distraught (see photo right). Thankfully, my playing parter on the first two days filled me with enough positivity and alcohol to get me though the rough times. Sheabone was the lone reason I didn't run sobbing into the woods, burrying my clubs so deep my failures would no longer see the light of day. Our typical conversation went something like:
Me: "I'm so sad right now."
Sheabone: "Beer Club?"
Me: "I'm so happy right now."
Of course, thanks to a soul crushing case of the snap-hooks, any happiness was always short lived - and while an average man would have said "to hell with your negativity Saps, you can deal with your issues on your own - stop crying like a baby!" My man Shea kept tossing over the coors lites and the positive vibes - and perhaps even more impressive was in between acting as my wet nurse, he was still able to put up shots like this:
PGA tour quality, my man!
~Saps
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