Lime in the Coconut

Friday started off Armstrong weekend and since Rob took one photo all weekend that left me to try and report on the events of late Friday, early Saturday and reeeaaally early Saturday. I started the night off going out to the Old Firehouse Winery with Jay B., Denny, Cagoots and others. We finally manged to hear some good music there provided by the Four Kings. They're a cover band that specializes turning the songs you know into funk tunes, even songs like Sweet Home Alabama. This was kind of a surprise since 3 of the 4 Kings are black and the song has some racial undertones if you know its history. Stemmy and Rob didn't make the GOTL until close to 12:30 due to the Dick Shine softball tourney in Cuyahoga Falls.

We enjoyed one big beer there together before heading down the Strip to Sportsterz. We had a couple 16oz. BL's before heading back to town for some more beers at home and some Sausage and Peppers that I had made earlier and were waiting for us in the crock pot.

Due to the generosity of the local Bud distributor we aqquired some Bud Light Lime hats and that became the theme for the weekend. We wore the white hats with all white polos. Underneath we had matching lime t-shirts which rob had doctored to include names, numbers, and the greasy weasel logo. The polos as always came off on the second tee and we went with the sleeveless lime tees for the remainder of the round. My cart partner, Stemmy, and I also wore matching black and white checkered sweatbands. To the right you can see how it looked sans polo, I did wear my hat straight though for the record.

Rob chose to stick to our "Fruit" theme by trying on a peach colored polo of Karen's. As you can see he looked FABULOUS!.

Sometime around 4:30 the idea of taking the rest of the beer out to the golf course then and staying up all night was tossed out by me as a joke. Unfortunately we spent the next hour talking about it. I kept repeating the line from Glengary Glen Ross, "Are we talking about this, or are we talking about this?" We flipped a coin and decided not to go, then we went to bed, then we got back up and talked about it some more. Ended up with roughly 2 and a half hours of sleep and 18 holes of picturing my couch every time i blinked.

My round was all over the place with a handful of pars, a birdie 2, (which one me a "closest to the pin prize" on a 190+ yard par 3), a lot of easy par puts missed and a few of 7+s sprinkled in, earning me a 101 for the miserable round. I did get some payback on Stemmy this year hitting the cart on one hop with an errant 60 yard wedge shot. FORE!

We have tentatively decided on an OSU theme for next year, and apparently I get to be an "O" in this scenario. It's gonna take a lot of gym time and starvation to take the "I' away from Rob or Shanny.

As always thanks for a great time boys, can't wait for next year.



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