2020 – Flying Spaghetti Monster

Thank Dog (not a typo – I don’t believe in the bearded sky fairy.  I sort of believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster, though!). The regular season starts next week, and PW can resume control of the blog because it’s only the second week and I’m already out of material.  I really miss Barleycorn’s patio and the blog fodder it provides.

Like the Corona virus, league attendance doubled from 4 players in week 1 to 8 players this week.  Funny enough, we also had two no-shows and from subs no less.  I think the last no-show sub was Eaglin and you see where he is:  Gone.  Sleeping with Jimmy Hoffa.

Now, technically, the one sub (Allen) did show but he’s already fallen into the wrong crowd hanging out with the Himalayan goat wrangler, Captain Obvious.  Apparently, they have their own private tee time before the rest of the league.  And they play a different course.  Could they be a breakaway league?  Let’s hope so.

Speaking of addition by subtraction, the other no-show was Radio.  So, you can see, all in all it was a pretty good night.

(Disclaimer:  In previous blog posts I have acknowledged I don’t kiss the butts of subs like PW does.  Sub is short for sub-human.  That’s all you need to know.  Except Thackeray.  I like him.  Of course, he’s only subbed once in 5 years.)

We played Willows front.  Course was much the same as last week condition wise.  Fairways in good shape but greens were shaggy and inconsistent, sort of like Etheridge’s porn stache. 

Sorry, this is all I got.

See ya next week.  Hit ‘em straight!

Syndrome – GCCGL Guest Blogger