Red played on Saturday with a gentleman about Red’s age and two young studs who both thought they were pretty hot shit. It gave Red enormous pleasure to beat the studs on several holes. No doubt they bested Red on the final score card (thanks to a few rather errant shots to the green), but on any given hole Red could compete with these young Adoni. Which at Red’s advanced age is a reason to keep going out there.
And a special note to the player who decided it was too much trouble to rake the trap on the Par-3 15th hole where Red’s ball landed right in the depression in the sand where you took your shot – You Suck! I hope your next ball buries in the lip.