Yes sir!
@Gottliebk12, we got times. I am out.
You will be missed.
I’ve got a friend who says she’ll play if she has a partner…
‘Twas the night before Deck Ballz
And all across the Waveland
Not a golfer was stirring
The cold they weren’t bravin’
The pins were all tucked in their corners with care
In hopes that missed shots the near bunkers would snare,
The Golfers were nestled snug in their beds
As visions of net birdies danced in their heads
And ryan in Georgia, and us in our homes
Had just settled our brains and silenced our phones
When out on the green their arose such a clatter
Perhaps the pin placements will be somewhere flatter!
Away to the forecast, I opened my app
Dialed up Sydney and looked at map.
But what’s the report from the Apple team show? Temps in the thirties! There will not be snow!
When what to my wandering eyes did appear? The guys who all tinker are bringing new gear!
With a new Miura driver, reshafted and rad,
I knew in a moment it must be BadBrad!
More speed than The Stack, his hitters they came,
On Refuge and Discord he called them by name:
Now Ethan, now Andrew, now Mike, John, and Brian!
On Kevin, On Kevin, on Kevin, and Ryan!
Now Noah, now Mothy, now Teddy and Danny,
On Aaron, on Setwilli, Bartell and everyone else!
To the lakeside first tee! To the par five, use power! Play alternate shot and return to clocktower!
The golfers, they listened. They played just like pros, and in record time they completed nine holes.
Then I heard him exclaim as he loaded his car,
Merry Deck Ballz to all, now quick! To the bar!