The Best In Golf

A couple weeks ago my friend Mark and I decided to take a day trip to our favorite acreage in all of golf. The weather was supposed to be rainy and windy but we decided to take the chance which turned out to be a very good decision.

To review, for something to be considered underrated it must be that which we don’t think much about but would miss greatly if it were to dissapear.

The “day trip” is just such an example.

We met at the bagel place before it opened and scooted down US 17 in the dark. Arriving at Secession GC just before 8, a quick hello to the best staff in golf, and away we went.

Our caddie for the day was Paulie…a guy you wouldn’t want to get into a stare-down with around the poker table for your lunch money.

Paulie is a man of many talents. I take it he has played some 5 card draw in his day…he’s a fine caddy and knows his grass, pun intended. But most of all Paulie is a +2 at talking …unsurpassed at banter, bullshitter par excellence

He did stop talking for about 5 minutes of the 5 hours we spent together, but that was cumulitive…a few seconds at a time. He told us the story of the caddiemaster who won the football pool and bought himself some new teeth with the take and the time he was pulled over in New Mexico with a few thousand bucks in his Wranglers…couldn’t understand why the authorities thought it a bit suspicious. It was all OK because Mark and I took turns listenting or acting like we were.

Paulie had hit the “Looper Lottery” that day. Thirty-six holes, twenty-seven of them before 12:00, and two bags that weigh slightly less than the average pouch of Callaways he hauls over the course of a day…combined.

His fellow sherpas let him know how they felt about his good fortune by shooting him the middle finger wave from a distance on more than one occasion.

The weather was a little rough at first but the last nine we played was perfect. We arrived back at the now open bagel place well before supper…so 36 holes at a course two hours away, a very nice caesar with grilled chicken (blackened), two cold Sam Adams, all within 10 hours.

Ah, give me the day trip any time.