I come from Iowa where everyone knows that the "Corn is as high as an Elephant's Eye" -- after two weeks of rain, that same refrain would be appropriate for the Rough. Under the best of circumstances, the Saxon Woods Fairways are like country club roughs -- so today - the Rough was like a jungle. One needed a machete not an iron.
Weather -- a windy (gusts up to 30 knots) that made the straightest shots hooks and 'dead on' balls fall short of the green. Temperature at tee time was a nippy 56 degrees.
Fashion -- Barry broke out the shorts ... and who could blame him with 'those legs'.
Time -- While we were chastised by the Ranger (sucking up to him two weeks ago apparently didn't have any lasting effect - see prior blogs) for playing slow ... and we did spend much more time searching for balls in the rain forest ... we finished in a very respectable 4 hrs. and 30 minutes. A special commendation for being 'early' -- as our tee time is now 7:10 am and we meet at the course at 6:50 am.
Culinary Report -- Barry is back to a bagel, Richie - trail mix, Les is the healthy one with carrots, and I'm sticking to my Peanut Butter sandwich.
Tribute -- we took a few moments to recognize our moms - without whom we would not be on the course - and our wives -- whose tolerance of our spending 5 hours every Sunday chasing a white ball into a hole guarded by a flag is appreciated. (some may say our absence for said period is a Mother's Day gift in itself.) Quite a number of other golfers remember their mothers every time they play which is noted by their exclamation: "MOTHER - " or sometimes "YOU MOTHER" after stroking the ball.
Golf - as is life - is often humbling. Drives that were long and straight last week were slices this week. Putts that went in now were left short. For the Record -- I am most uncomfortable with the term "skirt" that is now always used when we leave a putt short. I find it to be a derogatory, insensitive term, insinuating that women are 'weaker' and thus more likely to leave a putt short. The term was introduced by a boyhood friend and I now promise my loyal readership -- and I challenge my fellow golfers -- to no longer be a 'sexist'. From now on, I 'll exclaim "Pygmy" when my putts fall short of the cup.
As the afternoon wanes and thoughts of next week's golf begin ... this is the CHIPSTER signing off --
Keep your drives long and straight and your putts short and true.
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In addition to the wind and the tall grass, the course was the soggiest we have seen in a long time. Water proof shoes were the order of the day. I'm afraid that using Pygmy moves us from the frying pan to the fire. This comes from Wikipedia, "The term "pygmy" is often considered degrading." Since we all possess the strength to move the ball to the hole, we should probably use the word used universally in sports --- Choke
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