Now I’m not sure if I was hanging with @Fluff or @floof at pinehurst…
That was @Fluff. @Floof would pretend to be asleep then steal your wallets
The change in your aesthetic from year 1 to year 2 is one of the more remarkable things I’ve seen from NLU. So much swagger this year. And that hair is
Still recovering from the Friday night mint bucket extravaganza. That was so much sugar.
Yeah. “I had too much sugar, babe. My glycemic index was all out of wack.”
I thought this exact same thing Everytime I talked to @mintbucket this year. You could have told me it was a different guy and I wouldn’t have known.
That’s what this community allows one to do, to change, grow and yes bring a little swagger. From barely just knowing one person coming into the NIT last year and then a full year of events and making a lot of connections thru the Refuge it’s brought a lot of joy to me!
Being able to share the Mintbucket with people is an added bonus. You resting glucose is a little out of whack for a few days after a Mintbucket evening for sure.
Thanks again for all you guys did to make the NIT superior despite the deluge!!
Really, I wish you could have felt the pure crispness of that shot.
In a weekend of (too few, or too many, depending on one’s perspective) swings that chip-in for birdie on 18 was by far the most gratifying. Trust me, it had nothing to do with squaring a match wherein I and @JamesHCard took on @pluds26 and @Swing_hard_and_hope …I mic dropped and left after an emergency 7 while they soldiered on as part of the mudders group that played Friday afternoon. Shoot, it wasn’t even my own birdie as we were playing alt shot.
But in a weekend when I didn’t play good golf (but throughly enjoyed playing with @Tron) and (happily) spent more time drinking, bagging (s/o @Smidler who is probably my third cousin by marriage, considering the tightly knitted limbs in most northwest Indiana family trees), listening, and people watching that is the single golf moment that jumps back into this sicko’s dome.
The reason why I think about that tightly-pinched pitching wedge over a week later when I’m ruminating over why I loved that whole weekend is because it reminds me that in the midst of chaos I remembered what is most sublime about this game—the vibe of one tuning fork worthy shot that any of us can have any time we take that last sigh of breath out and pull the club back.
ANYWAY, now I’m back in the greater Pinehurst area and thinking about what’s next and that chip reminds me of one of my favorite fictional characters, Roland Deschain, and his mantra “I have forgotten the face of my father.”
Man it was great to see old friends and make new ones and also, for me the NIT was reminder that I’ve gotten waaaaaaay to hung up on results and scores and competing. That’s something I have to fix. I have to shoot with my heart—thanks again, Roland.
So towards that end: I will not play with a full set of clubs, I will not “work” on my game, and until THE Final Round I won’t gamble or try to compete. In the meantime I’ll play with the Young Hitters in the house, get up some Chatham Lawn Club rounds, and host anyone who comes to town out at my home course.
So, with that, s/o to the whole Nest, but particularly the CLC, the NLU guis, and Erin
Craic on.
- I love this.
- Seeing this and knowing we are playing on Tuesday brings me an idea. Although it’s going to involve competition and “gambling”. I propose a match, with lunch and a beer as the “winnings”. Each of us (or maybe we crowd source it) choose the 6 clubs the other person has to play with (putter must be included?) and we duel it out. Thoughts?
Oooh…let me pick. For you:
Fade biased driver
Draw biased driver
60 deg wedge
Putter.
If you need 2 more, you aren’t swinging hard enough.
Par 3s: get crafty with either a sawed off driver or a intentionally bladed wedge
Sir, as someone who was made to attend Vacation Bible School at the Southside Baptist Church in Ft. Smith, Arkansas between the years of 1980 and 1983, I recognize who you are: Mestophales himself here to tempt me from my righteous path. Oh sure, “technically” I’m not breaking the rules I made because the winnings of this bet are good times and fellowship with a trusted friend . . . what’s the harm in that? I’d do that even without the competitive element.
HOWEVAH.
Sure, why not? My heel slipped a long time ago anyway.
I respond with the following conditions:
- We include the putter no matter what, we are not heathens.
- We each get to pick the other’s 5 clubs in the parking lot, in alternating fashion, after rock, paper, scissor (aka: the Farkle) to decide who goes first.
- We get lunch and a beer afterwards, but we buy each other’s lunch and beer, and the person who happens to record the higher score over the round will make a discreet $50 gift to the First Tee of the other’s person’s hometown (Sandhills in my case, Raleigh’s in yours).
I will accept a response from you or your second, sir.
This just got classy as fuck
As our british friend has clearly pointed out, I have been outclassed, but with that said:
You know who wouldn’t do something like this? … @Fluff
Only similarities would be demanding that they include driver no matter what, I really wish the talk of good vibes had been real with our leader.
It begs the question though…what brand is the real jacket? Did the boys ball out on a Brooks Brothers jacket and slap the patch on there? Its uncanny.
(I know nothing about Brooks Brothers but I assume that jacket is north of 200)
Edit: i just went back and looked at it they are NOT the same
Probably closer to $500 I would think
I wear t shirts to work I know nothing.