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Bob combined with Steve McKinney and Ted Noel for a close team victory on Wed. Ted also won both pins while Jack was top individual. Judge Gerald had a club "slip" out of his hands on hole #3 and land squarely in the street in front of the Baptist church. It narrowly missed contact with a late model minivan being piloted by, NO, not Scud, but a WPark socialite mother whom was transporting young children on their way to the First Tee Clinic. Wed topic was "sportsmanship" and controlling your emotions even when faced with adversity on the course. Judge Gerald offered some useful tips to the kids. Those crazy French Canadians occasionally just have to vent, like our other Frenchman, Count "Doo-mas." Shingles was still recovering
form posting 110 at Twin Rivers and losing a dozen Titlelist balls in the swamp, AFTER nearly colliding with a Seminole County school bus on the way to the course. It was reminiscent of when Shingles whacked the Scud's van in the Pfingstag driveway.
Friday at 230 pm, and in honor of Sir Alan, no welshing on your bets.
Shingles was a no show Wed as he was avoiding the large serious looking men in the Escalade with Missouri plates not happy about the final World Series results.
Guido was sponge-bobbing his square pants while trapped in a meeting at Colonial HS and sent us pictures of their new banner they worked on all afternoon----------------here it comes------------
"Grenadier Greatness." Sent shivers up my spine , too, but it meant that he could not play either.