The inevitable happened we golfed and we underdressed and were cold and Adam looked at me like I was the worst person on earth when I said I can only play nine holes baby while I could hardly hold my club because my right hand was so cold. Look, I said, I am only wearing my glove to hold my wedding band on THAT is how cold my hands are while he stood there shivering. Seriously.
For the first time out and considering we only played once last season we both did pretty good, I actually won by a stroke but who’s counting.
On the second hole some guy hit me with his ball, his first shot didn’t go well so he was trying to chip it onto the green and sliced it into my leg there was a little sting but I played it cool and then his friend said well at least if you are going to hit someone with a golf ball you hit a cute girl or something and then the girl standing in front of me waiting for her group to tee off turned around and gave me her dagger eyes which I didn’t understand, what you want to get hit with a golf ball?
You can’t walk very far in the good old West End of Vancouver without walking into a raccoon or a raccoon family or a couple of raccoon families hanging out they are everywhere and they LOVE the golf course. The skunks do too, they’ve had to take A LOT of brush out of the lush greenery of the Stanley Park course because those little buggers hide in there and the skunks spray AND bite the tails off of the raccoons. THAT I’m not 100% sure about but this raccoon that I ran into on the 7th hole was missing his tail and I’ve never seen two raccoons go at it in a negative way so I’m leaving it up to assumption that just maybe a skunk ate it.
He was all over climbing the trees it wasn’t just me being a moron and bugging him, I was trying to figure out the stubby tail.
Also made Vlogblog Deux for you, it is an epic forty seconds of the best amateur golf commentary on my putting from yesterday that you’ll probably find anywhere.
