On August 7 and 8, 2010, the Arlington Golf League took its 'talent' to North Sutton, NH. Some brought golfing skills, other brought drinking, eating, and bonfire skills to name a few. The crew consisted of 22 golf league members, including my Dad (the real Prez), and 2 non-league members, my brother and I.
Day 1 - Derek and I teamed up with the Cooke brothers (Tommy and Billy) for the bramble competition. It was a great format. Select best drive on each hole and play your own ball in to the hole, taking 2 out of 4 scores on the par 4s / 5s and 3 out of 4 scores on the par 3s. Also, the 'D' player (with highest handicap in group) got to play from the first two best shots on a par 5. Billy Cooke was the 'D' player and only plays golf a few times a year. He took full advantage of the 2 shot rule, making birdie on one par 5 and making a key bogey putt for us on a par-4. Kudos to Billy for stepping up his game at the right times. We made no score worse than bogey. The hole of the day for the team was the 471 par 5 13th. I hit a great driver down the right side of the fairway, leaving us about 170 to the pin. Derek lasered a 6-iron over the pin, stopping on a dime to 6 feet. Billy two putted that shot for bird and Derek sank the eagle. Team Brother dominance won the competition on Day 1!
Night time included many beers for Jennings, Jimbo Riley, Bohannon, and Pissotti. Bohannon and I played 4.5 holes barefoot and showed up late for dinner. I think Bohannon scared the daylights of the groundscrew guy when he started mocking the guy for his marital problems. Don't ask how he gets these conversations going. We all stayed at the Inn across the street from the golf course. The boys pulled Phil Morris's truck into the backyard of the hotel (this was not your typical inn, no lobby or vending machines or bar, just grab the keys from the golf shop attendant and bunk up in a room with sheets and a TV from 25 years ago) and unloaded coolers of beers, playing cards, and sticks of salami.
Steak dinner was good. Sat across from the chimney sweeper. Nightmare! Watched Jennings eat bowls of sour cream with no chives. Saw Phil Morris passed out (face planted) in his golf clothes as i walked by his hotel room. Bonfire going late into the night with a roundtable of chatting, drinking, and singing by Jimbo Riley.
Day 2 - After seeing frightening sights in the hotel rooms at 7am (hint - people rising with blinds open), I made my way to breakfast and the golf course. This was the individual day, stableford format, gaining 5 points for birdie, 3 points for par, 2 for bogey, and 1 for double. Each player was assigned their own point totals and whoever did best relative to their target was champion. I was playing with my Dad, Derek, and Jimbo Riley. What a fun group! Jimbo didn't stop making comments throughout the round such as 'Derek for a point', 'Mike you blew that point', 'now Derek really go through this one, come on'. Jimbo was cruising along well, flirting with the cart girl as he bought bud lights at 930am......nevertheless, he made my Dad pull the cart over to the woods on 16 to 'puke' in the woods. I had a blast playing! Hole of the Day - The 376 yard par 4 7th hole. My Dad hits his approach, yelling get up, and it lands perfectly to the front edge of the green over a bunker and feeds to the hole, within tap in range. Minutes later Derek hits his third shot from approx. 100 yards in a similar spot and similarly yelling get up...it tracks, tracks, and turns right into the cup!!!! WOW, HOLE OUT. This is the beginning of the end for the rest of the field. Derek wins the tournament at +8. I battled but couldn't muster enough and finished second at +7. The Flionis boys dominated this one...two for two!
Enjoyed it Dad and Derek! Look out for Derek's game. Its starting to bud up.
Oh yeah, can't forget to mention Dad taking us to The Restaurant in Woburn for breakfast. They make a mean greasy breakfast.
Rumors floating that Samoset Resort will be on the schedule next year. Lets do it!
Smiles,
Kurt
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