A new record
was set this morningAt 6:43 this morning, we cracked open the first beer. I think that's easily the earliest time we've ever cracked one open, when not having been up all night drinking from the night before.
It was indeed the pinnacle of our summer golf season, the annual Hillsboro-Marion 3-man scramble. For some reason, Chris wore panties all day and only drank two beers while Tim and I polished off 14 of the remaining 16 frost brewed goodnesses.
We didn't play too bad, but we may have screwed ourselves as we shot 5 under par. I thought 4 would be a good score to shoot, but I figured 6 down would be too low. Now it sounds like we're at the ass end of first flight, but we suspect we're only two shots off the pace.
More to come tomorrow.