Monday, July 21, 2014

Flashback: '14 Brooklyn Open Highlights

Well as far as I was concerned, the whole thing had been consigned to history. But no, not quite yet. Not for me at least. You see, some ne'er do well with a camera thought it would be fun or funny to put together a highlight reel of that whole sweaty day.

Saturday, July 19, 2014


The tee-time deals have cooled off a bit now that the weather's gone all hot and nasty, but I'm still surprised at what we're getting away with over here. The cost-of-everything is going up all the time isn't it? But I'm glad to report that my golf expenses lately are down to circa-2006 levels. I pushed my way through some massive tourist-herds on the ferry and made it across the water to Silver Lake.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Ghettogolf: Cup Fever

Okay, so normally I try to avoid weekend golf in the city. But this afternoon somehow boded well. I just had a feeling. A conjunction of some iffy weather and the big soccer final maybe. I called up the Dyker pro shop to make sure I could walk on as a single. He said I could. I asked if it was busy and he said it wasn't. I strained to hear any deception in his voice and decided it was worth a try.

Saturday, July 12, 2014


Now that my big summer tournament has come and gone, I am a little bit aimless. Although I'm a little relieved now that I can resume my summer "off-season"--you know, take a break from all the sweat and sunscreen and slow-ass foursomes and what not.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

'14 Brooklyn Open Recap

Ms. L drove me to the course and hung around while I warmed up, taking in the scene. On the range we overheard a couple of nervous-sounding guys trying to pep talk each other, and even she had to scoff at their foggy platitudes about "staying in the moment" and "don't project".

I warmed up for about a half hour longer than I'd planned to. Like a typical busy day at an NYC muni, tee-times were hopelessly late.

Monday, July 7, 2014

The '14 Brooklyn Open is in the books

The home hole.

I shot an 86 (+14), good for T2. I took home solo second place money though--they used back nine score as a tiebreaker and I shot an incendiary 42 (+5). Minus the entry fee, that's a profit--five bucks! I can dig it.

But phew. I am really beat. It hurts to think about golf right now. Check back for a followup post tomorrow, or something. By the way, thanks for all the support!