riverwood golf course

if you have not heard me say it before, please listen this time...i do not like riverwood. don't let my disgust for their incompetent "rebuild" make your decision though. they changed the greens out a while back to a faster grass, but did not remove or flatten out their numerous undulations; which for a slow grass were challenging. now they are just absurd. you can barely get a ball to stay on the green and here is to you if you are above the hole.

but even with all that the cow farmer got me to play there again with puddin, the bean counter and a new player who will be known as the bug squasher. we played a skins/closest to between six of us...i know you are only counting five, but for the life of me i cant remember who the sixth was? whatever.

even though the greens are as bad as they are, it was still a fun round. there were a couple of things that happened during the round that are worth mentioning. one of the guys in the group behind us hit into us while the cow farmer was in his back swing, not very friendly or smart. thought that might cause some issues, since the person doing the hitting is always in such a freaking hurry...it could have happened a second time. then there was the "new" ruling about plugged balls in a hazard. according to puddin you are allowed to just drop another ball and play it instead of identifying the plugged one and not taking a penalty. i believe this is due to the fact that the mud was so soft and the ball sank so far?

the round ended and the money was distributed, we sat on the porch and enjoyed a cold frothy one or three and as i sat there thinking...wow this is awesome! playing golf on a friday afternoon and watching the sun slowly sink in november when it was 72 degrees...i realized that some of the guys we play with are so far behind in the technology department...i mean seriously look at the  phones:

this is the cow farmer's phone...if he ever texts you and every word is extremely abbreviated, you now know why.

this is puddin's phone...don't look at the cleanly shaved legs that are crossed, look at the phone, yes it is a phone.

and for you guys who have heard me talk about my dog...the high dollar watch dog that is guaranteed to pee on your carpet if someone rings the doorbell...well here she is in all her glory:

i think the cat can kick her ass. 

tobacco road has a cga event next week that i am playing in with the marine, so that will be the next post...until then golf your balls.