Who's in the Thirties

After weeks of playing golf in conditions better suited for penguins and duck hunters, Mother Nature finally tossed the league a bone and the deck was packed tighter than a muni tee sheet on Father’s Day. Jolting Joe lit up the scorecard with a sizzling 38 and even managed to scribble his name into the sacred birdie book —. Meanwhile, the long drive contest turned into a power display as Double D and Good Boy Greg were launching missiles off the tee while the rest of the field searched for theirs in neighboring zip codes. Spirits were high, beverages were flowing, and for one glorious night the deck became the true clubhouse champion. Tuesday golf has Crystal Lake in store. Always a good choice.