April 22, 2011
Coal Creek Golf Course
Louisville, Colorado
Wind was the word today. Stiff northwest winds plagued the players today at Coal Creek at what was considered an early start to the season. All four players were present for the 10:30 tee time.
Photos to follow, but here's the down and dirty: Mick was shut out today on the skill side, and limped into contention for Miss Congeniality only because we felt sorry for him for being shut out otherwise. He played through pain, poorly, didn't buy golf, brought no schwag, wrenched his back on the tenth tee, complained non-stop thereafter, and was awarded Miss C. nevertheless.
Tom Devine retained the coveted Rino Cup, awarded for best short game, mostly by default. The howling, brutal, biting winds were reminiscent of South Dakota. Devine, back to the wall on Number 16, stuck his knockdown 9 iron into this wind for the clutch shot of the back nine.
Your humble author lucked out this year. By some miracle, Hanson blew away the field this year. He won medalist honors by 10 shots over Rinerson, and won 29 of 36 possible chits--one chit for low ball and one for low total, per hole. Hanson was a juggernaut, a force of nature to rival the howling winds of the Colorado Front Range. He took home Shot of the Day and Most Valuable Golfer. Shot of the Day was over by the first hole, when Hanson, shaped a magnificent low liner three iron from 180, into a 45 mile per hour cross wind, to 12 feet. Assist to Rino (not even his partner) for the club selection and the necessary commitment to the shot.
In a stunning case of irony, Rino missed the shortest two putts inside the leather on consecutive holes, and then made the longest putt, a 17 footer for double bogey. Devine, grateful for small favors, said something about it being better than a triple.
Lucia, Miss Waterloo graciously presided over the awards presentation at the bar next to Mick's office in downtown Louisville.
Miss C. selection was the most difficult vote this year. We tried to restore some measure of integrity for this wicked but coveted woman, and since Rennich won it, apparently we were unsuccessful. Maybe next time at Marianna Butte later this summer.
Photos and video to follow, we hope. As always, a good time was had by all.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Miss C?
Oh, one more thing. The spirited competition for Miss Congeniality got off to an early start. As you may know, Miss C. has become of a slut--available to the highest bidder. This ugly tradition began when people began bringing gifts and buying green fees for the group. It became a bidding war instead of a celebration of goodness and purity. Those of us on the receiving end of this "generosity" did little to protect the honor of Miss C--choosing instead to vote for the donor of the schwag. This is how the world will end, one little indignity at a time. It's time to stand up for Miss C!
Devine and Hanson teamed up this year for a most wonderful gesture. Devine gifted WHS Arrow golf hats last year, and graciously agreed that Hanson could give his hat (a "regift" to be sure, but pure of heart) to Paul Stormo. Devine did not hesitate to tender his permission. It was a beautiful thing to behold. Paul is wearing his hat to a lacrosse game today in Denver, and the world is imbued anew with the spirit of Miss C.
This doesn't mean, however, that Rennich should not buy golf on Friday. It just means that he'll get no Miss C. consideration from me for this profane, but most welcome gesture.
Spring 2011
April, 2011
Harley Rinerson, Paul Stormo, Mick Rennich, Tom Devine, and Mark Hanson gathered at Mick's office in Louisville on Monday for a reunion lunch. It was a tune-up for our Friday golf outing and a tune-up for our 40th WHS Class Reunion next fall.
Air Rino (Harley's airplane) blew a bladder but it's been repaired. We all winced a little at even the mention of a "blown bladder."
It was great to reconnect with Paul Stormo. He was one of the real stars of our class. Instead of heading off to college after WHS, he came up snake eyes on the draft lottery, and did three years with the US Army while the rest of us were horsing around in college. There is much to admire about one Paul Stormo. What a great afternoon!
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