Before we get started, I’d just like to dedicate this round to Cha-Cha Banderos.
Missing some time with off-the-course legal issues has hurt more than I thought it would. I’ve been spending more time in meetings with my attorney than I have on the range, and that showed today.
I know every loser’s got a story, but if I could have the tee balls back on 2, 6 and 9 and the lag putts back on 4 and 8, this could have been a special round. I’m not blind, missing last week coupled with a 48 today really puts me behind the 8-ball heading into the playoffs.
What’s the old adage? After a long layoff, the last thing to come back is the punchout game and that was certainly the case today.
On 7, I just misclubbed. I lasered that distance at 12 yards, which is a perfect number for my 80° wedge full, but when I stepped it off, it was 14 yards and I reached back for a little extra. It ended up landing short and then spinning back about seven yards behind me.
With two weeks to go, I just don’t think anyone’s going to catch Stan Perry. I’ve got no issues with Stan per se, but his act does wear a little thin with me. He’s one of those guys who can’t introduce himself without mentioning he lives in the house off No. 7 with the above-ground pool. It’s kind of like, “Okay Stan, we get it. You’ve got money.”
It’s going to be a long, long winter if Stan wins this league.