Has anyone ever looked more irritated than that after making a hole in one?
As Lou's anchor (perhaps more appropriately, dead-weight) for the
morning alternate shot, I happily didn't have play a shot that hole.
Lou, given his advancing wisdom but unfortunately declining vision,
was denying the fact the ball went in the hole. The forecaddy was
giving the football umpire field-goal "good" sign, whooping, and
clapping. Yet Lou still denied.
It was a pretty shot too, a dead straight 5 wood from the tips, 230
or so slightly downhill. Struck the green maybe 8 feet on and rolled
in.
I think Lou was denying because he hoped to avoid the bar tab.
Post round was generously provisioned by the organizers though.
Only slightly less accomplished was the 5 wood he hit to the back
left pin on 15 from where I left him under the tree from 210 or so.
Thick grass, high draw, easy shot to 8 feet.
I don't think Lou is selling that club on ebay anytime soon.
Thanks to David and Robert for organizing, and Peter Wagner for
opening Sherwood to the GCA nutters.