I say "Part 1", because I don't have the likely incriminating pictures associated with said weekend, and will definitely be posting them at a later date. In addition, because there are many days associated with this event, I'm going to recap them in segments. To follow:
- Days Leading up to the Big Day
- The Big Day and its Aftermath
- Photo Evidence
And now, Part Uno - Thursday.
Thursday morning contained big plans for the boys. The men of the wedding party, and the dads, were all doing one of the time-honored traditions of male-bonding: golf.
Men golfing: 10
Men who can actually golf: 3
Now...most of us HAVE golfed. But we don't actually golf. Add to this the fact that we were playing one of the toughest courses in the Midwest. Hilarity ensued.
Hole 1. I teed off and managed to make the green in one shot! Of course, the green in question belonged to hole number two. Yes. I hit the ball, and it went so far to the right, that it crossed the rough and various foliage and landed on the green of the following hole.
Hole 4. I smacked the shit out of my tee shot on this one. I was really straight. For about 50 yards. Then the following conversation took place:
"Well...I'm not getting THAT ball back."
"Hey...that may actually clear the fence."
"Wow...is that going to hit the street?"
"Uh...that's not going to hit that minivan, is it?!"
*sssscccreeeeeeeeeeeeeech* <---that's the sound of a pissed off dude in a minivan, squealing to a stop in an effort to avoid my bouncing golf ball in the road.
Hole 6. We finally got the beer cart girl to find us. Thank God. We each bought four beers, and went about our business.
***EDIT - A random shot of Matt and Shanshu golfing...***
Hole 7. Shanshu hit a house. Actually, he hit a grill, then the bottom of the deck, and then the house, before landing in the rocks. Now THAT takes talent. Here he is hitting the ball...
And where the ball ended up...(there was a fence in the way, or we would've retrieved the ball...)
Hole 10. We're already exhausted, and the holes we're playing now are inversely proportional to the number of beers we're drinking. In other words, Shan and I stopped playing for the most part, and mostly just drank.
***EDIT - Another random shot...this time, just of the course...basically so I didn't feel like an idiot for bringing my camera.***
Whole Thirteeeeen. By nowe, we've been DRINKINGING plentiness and stuff. Did anywon knew that Corona can come in an can?! HAHAHAHAHA...I said "come ina can." I really does though. But it's hard to git the lime in it.
Hole 17...fkdlfj eork opwv weoruuf os.elf wehr lfiuer. We need food.
***EDIT - I don't even remember what hole this is from. While it may look like my tee shot, here's what it really is. It's my first shot. Meaning, when I hit my first shot, from the white tees, this is exactly where it landed. On the red tee. Another talented shot, if you ask me. And if you look closely, you'll notice that I'm taking the picture with my right hand, and still have a beer can in my left. I may not be a pro at golf, but...***
Yeah...we didn't even finish all 18 holes. We rolled back to the hotel to get cleaned up, and headed to dinner. At least...that's what I was told by the sober people the next day.
What I DO remember about dinner, was eating so much good food, we just weren't right for the next 3-4 hours. It was so gluttonous, that there was actually a point in which Shanshu pleaded with the server to leave us alone.
"If you come back, you'll bring us more food...and I will die."
One day down. Two to go.
Up next: Part 2 - Friday.
- Days Leading up to the Big Day
- The Big Day and its Aftermath
- Photo Evidence
And now, Part Uno - Thursday.
Thursday morning contained big plans for the boys. The men of the wedding party, and the dads, were all doing one of the time-honored traditions of male-bonding: golf.
Men golfing: 10
Men who can actually golf: 3
Now...most of us HAVE golfed. But we don't actually golf. Add to this the fact that we were playing one of the toughest courses in the Midwest. Hilarity ensued.
Hole 1. I teed off and managed to make the green in one shot! Of course, the green in question belonged to hole number two. Yes. I hit the ball, and it went so far to the right, that it crossed the rough and various foliage and landed on the green of the following hole.
Hole 4. I smacked the shit out of my tee shot on this one. I was really straight. For about 50 yards. Then the following conversation took place:
"Well...I'm not getting THAT ball back."
"Hey...that may actually clear the fence."
"Wow...is that going to hit the street?"
"Uh...that's not going to hit that minivan, is it?!"
*sssscccreeeeeeeeeeeeeech* <---that's the sound of a pissed off dude in a minivan, squealing to a stop in an effort to avoid my bouncing golf ball in the road.
Hole 6. We finally got the beer cart girl to find us. Thank God. We each bought four beers, and went about our business.
***EDIT - A random shot of Matt and Shanshu golfing...***
Hole 7. Shanshu hit a house. Actually, he hit a grill, then the bottom of the deck, and then the house, before landing in the rocks. Now THAT takes talent. Here he is hitting the ball...
And where the ball ended up...(there was a fence in the way, or we would've retrieved the ball...)
Hole 10. We're already exhausted, and the holes we're playing now are inversely proportional to the number of beers we're drinking. In other words, Shan and I stopped playing for the most part, and mostly just drank.
***EDIT - Another random shot...this time, just of the course...basically so I didn't feel like an idiot for bringing my camera.***
Whole Thirteeeeen. By nowe, we've been DRINKINGING plentiness and stuff. Did anywon knew that Corona can come in an can?! HAHAHAHAHA...I said "come ina can." I really does though. But it's hard to git the lime in it.
Hole 17...fkdlfj eork opwv weoruuf os.elf wehr lfiuer. We need food.
***EDIT - I don't even remember what hole this is from. While it may look like my tee shot, here's what it really is. It's my first shot. Meaning, when I hit my first shot, from the white tees, this is exactly where it landed. On the red tee. Another talented shot, if you ask me. And if you look closely, you'll notice that I'm taking the picture with my right hand, and still have a beer can in my left. I may not be a pro at golf, but...***
Yeah...we didn't even finish all 18 holes. We rolled back to the hotel to get cleaned up, and headed to dinner. At least...that's what I was told by the sober people the next day.
What I DO remember about dinner, was eating so much good food, we just weren't right for the next 3-4 hours. It was so gluttonous, that there was actually a point in which Shanshu pleaded with the server to leave us alone.
"If you come back, you'll bring us more food...and I will die."
One day down. Two to go.
Up next: Part 2 - Friday.
6 Comments:
That's totally how it all happened, too. Be sure to post those golf pics, Pizzle. Too good to not share!!!
I can't believe you almost hit a damn car. Now THAT takes talent.
Yes but have you ever been hit by a golf ball? In the face? - It hurts!
I realize I've been gone for awhile.. so instead of going back through your blog.. Im just gonna ask.
You getting married? Am I too late?
oh yeah.. totally blogging again :)
Keep up the good work »
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