I have a new name for my golf ball. I call it Sheba. I keep yelling for it to come back. The game is hidden within me. I still trying to find it.
Tibbetts had a interesting first couple of holes, clanging the driving range fence, only to get a members bounce into the middle of the fairway. He crushes his second shot on 2 and what looks certain to go out of bounds on the left ricochets off a tree to the fringe of the green and gets his 3rd shot to 9'3" good for closest to the pin. Tibbetts wants to know the situation for triple E in Easton as he comes in after playing 27 holes with mosquito bites all over.
Ippolito just misses a birdie on 8 which would have doubled his quota points, but settled for a bogey and a minus 1 for the day.
Walsh who's year is stuck in reverse had what his group calls a couple of chippy innees. These guys play for all kinds of skins. Sandies, Birdies, Greenies and the chippy innees.
A suggestion box will be at the bar for a new name for this golf phrase as it sounds a little swishy, "not that theres anything wrong with that".
Karas and his new bionic shoulders gets top honors with a +7.
Lyons comes out of the gate with a birdie on 1 and he's loving his new Mizuno clubs.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
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