I pretty much took the day off yesterday and played golf with Pat and Jeff at "The Dump," The Blue Heron, a golf club built on a closed-down landfill near the Chattahoochee.
On the 116-yard par-three fifth, my nine-iron shot bounced twice, rolled a few inches into the hole. As is customary, I bought the beers.
If Juan would have been there, he would have said Buon tierro! (not sure of the spelling, can't get to the online Spanish dictionary). Good shot!
It was my third ace.
