My Golf Round This Weekend
Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 8:32 pm
I know I’m not going to make a lot of friends with this but, hey, rack me. More importantly, rack my wife.
I turned 30 last week. 6 months ago, my wife began planning my birthday present. I did not know where I was going until I got to the airport to check in. I’ve known we are going “somewhere” though for about 5 months because she asked me for authorization to spend a shitload of money on the present.
Anyhow, we get to the airport in Louisville on Friday morning. I have my clubs and bags packed. She says I’m playing golf one day. Awesome. I asked her if she was planning on golfing with me and she said she’d just ride around in the cart fetching me beers. God bless her.
So, at the check-in, they ask, “Where will you be flying today?” My wife, with a huge grin, says “Cabo San Lucas!” Oh fuck! Awesome! She’s so excited. She’s waited 5 months to tell me and kept asking me to guess where we were going. I was guessing the Bahamas and staying at the Atlantis which she’s wanted to take me to since she’s been there 3 times.
So we connect in Dallas. I said I wish we could have called my best friend because he works right next to the airport and he could have met up with us for a bit since we had a 2.5 hour layover. Oh well, he’s at work. I excuse myself to the shitter. When I walk out, my wife is standing there with my best friend and his wife. I exclaim, “What the FUCK are you doing here?” He’s like, “We’re going to Cabo with you!” RACK MY WIFE!
So, there’s my golfing buddy for the weekend. No wife fetching beers and letting me grab her ass all round. No problem. My chipping is bad enough as it is without having to swing around a cock full of blood.
So we played at the Cabo San Lucas Golf Resort (I think is used to be called Raven). Other than the two raw sewage “lakes” on the course, it was so fucking awesome. The first two holes, I had the shanks. Hell, we had an 8:00 AM tee time after 2 days of tequila. Finally though, on the 3rd hole, I finally pull my head out of my ass. My driver was ON ALL DAY. We played the course at a modest 6850 yards, but I was hitting driver/sand wedge to damn near every par 4. At one point, I started to sing “Who let the coons out?” but I was still scoring well. The greens were very slow so putting was very aggressive. Made a lot of 8 footers for par.
On the day, I shot an 84. Considering I started off triple/double on the first two, I was pretty excited about that.
Once again, rack my wife. Best thing that’s ever happened to me before my kid was born. I definitely do not deserve her.
And rack golf, probably fastly becoming the world’s #2 sport behind soccer if not already there (for men over 20 :))
Oh, found a link to The Raven. http://www.loscabosguide.com/golf/ravengolf.htm
I turned 30 last week. 6 months ago, my wife began planning my birthday present. I did not know where I was going until I got to the airport to check in. I’ve known we are going “somewhere” though for about 5 months because she asked me for authorization to spend a shitload of money on the present.
Anyhow, we get to the airport in Louisville on Friday morning. I have my clubs and bags packed. She says I’m playing golf one day. Awesome. I asked her if she was planning on golfing with me and she said she’d just ride around in the cart fetching me beers. God bless her.
So, at the check-in, they ask, “Where will you be flying today?” My wife, with a huge grin, says “Cabo San Lucas!” Oh fuck! Awesome! She’s so excited. She’s waited 5 months to tell me and kept asking me to guess where we were going. I was guessing the Bahamas and staying at the Atlantis which she’s wanted to take me to since she’s been there 3 times.
So we connect in Dallas. I said I wish we could have called my best friend because he works right next to the airport and he could have met up with us for a bit since we had a 2.5 hour layover. Oh well, he’s at work. I excuse myself to the shitter. When I walk out, my wife is standing there with my best friend and his wife. I exclaim, “What the FUCK are you doing here?” He’s like, “We’re going to Cabo with you!” RACK MY WIFE!
So, there’s my golfing buddy for the weekend. No wife fetching beers and letting me grab her ass all round. No problem. My chipping is bad enough as it is without having to swing around a cock full of blood.
So we played at the Cabo San Lucas Golf Resort (I think is used to be called Raven). Other than the two raw sewage “lakes” on the course, it was so fucking awesome. The first two holes, I had the shanks. Hell, we had an 8:00 AM tee time after 2 days of tequila. Finally though, on the 3rd hole, I finally pull my head out of my ass. My driver was ON ALL DAY. We played the course at a modest 6850 yards, but I was hitting driver/sand wedge to damn near every par 4. At one point, I started to sing “Who let the coons out?” but I was still scoring well. The greens were very slow so putting was very aggressive. Made a lot of 8 footers for par.
On the day, I shot an 84. Considering I started off triple/double on the first two, I was pretty excited about that.
Once again, rack my wife. Best thing that’s ever happened to me before my kid was born. I definitely do not deserve her.
And rack golf, probably fastly becoming the world’s #2 sport behind soccer if not already there (for men over 20 :))
Oh, found a link to The Raven. http://www.loscabosguide.com/golf/ravengolf.htm