Ok we are bloggin now
I had a personal goal this year to get to 5 different MLB base ball stadiums. As of July 1 I am 3/5 of the way there. How am I doing?
Fenway
Camden Yards Baltimore in the First Row
Pittsburgh PNC Park
Danny's thoughts about the Red Sox
And check this video out!
Greetings from the Pittsburgh Airport. I am finally getting a chance to do some blogging because if you take a look at the picture below of the current radar it seems pretty clear that I am completely fucked trying to fly into Boston today. In the mean time I will fill you in on some shit you dont care about or want to read but since you here you might as well
The picture below is me on the first hole at Royal County Down in Newcastle Northern Ireland ealier this month. How about this for a F U I was there a week and as the picture below indicates the weather was warm and sunny. 7 Days in a row of low to mid 70's and sun. Just like here.....NOT!
Some of the places I have been to recently:
London England
Edinborough Scotland
Dornoch Scotland
Portrush Northern Ireland
Newcastle Northern Ireland
Belfast Northern Ireland
New Hampshire
Long Island
NYC
The Black Duck
Rehab
New Jersey
Delaware
Baltimore
1st row of Camden Yards
Pennsylvania
Rhode Island
Cape Cod
The Mashpee Center
Weston MA
Boston
Pittsburgh
And I think I was in
Here are some of the highlights
As many of you know at the Shorehaven Member Guest my brother and I went in drag as you can see from the picture below, what many of you dont know is even know we didnt win the club gave us a special gift for our spirit, a special kilt bar stoll, booyaaaaaa its FUCKEN AWESOME!
Why is this man smiling? I almost got my ass kicked in the black duck the other night but when they figured out I was working out with Danny Williams they all bought me drinks and begged me not to kick their ass like the Red Sox have been kicking the Yankees ass lately, here is photographic proof. Incidentely Has anyone seen my boat, I think I left it at the Duck but I cant find it anywhere
Here are a couple more pictures from Ireland Look Who I ran into in Ireland
How are you doing?
I met some of the local people in Scotland, they were nice. However they were tiny little people look how I tower over this wee lad
And finally, drum roll please, here is your hottie
Since the 3rd hole at the Seagulls the weirdness has just continued for the Big Kahuna. Here is a short summary for:
States visited: California, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Maryland, Delaware, Florida.
Shockingly I only golfed in 4 of these states
“Feed the Cat” is in the water! If we ever get a goddamn good weather weekend some of you are invited
I put 6000 miles on my car in 5 weeks.
One night I sent a huge volume of TWI’s to some people who didn’t really want them and did it cost me…about $800 in flowers and a restraining order
I “fell asleep” in my clothes with my shoes ON three times one time I was backwards on the bed. None of these beds were located at my house.
I activated a profile on Match.com and WTF…. Insanity has ensued…
Apparently I was used by the rocket scientist at Match in one of their pop up ad’s and a girl recognized me in the black duck because she saw the ad on her computer. Jesus I need to pull it together I don’t have the time for this.
Dating is fairly new to me, I am working on a list of personal rules to try and keep me out of trouble, this video this seems to be a good start to help me with this list…..
Wow! At least this has not happened to me…..yet
The Seagulls Fourball is a two man team golf tournament that is held at the Hyannisport Club golf course each year in Early April. It’s the unofficial kickoff to the tournament golf season and is usually a giant kick in the nutz. The format is a 18 hole medal qualifier that seeds a championship flight and 6 other flights. This isn’t a pussy net tournament with a bunch of fucken sand baggers like Mike Erdman its real men ( and a few douche bags) playing real golf.
Each year 112 two man teams beg borrow and steal to get the invitation to play in cold miserable windy conditions on a golf course that directly on the beach located about 500 miles north of the article circle. The cold windy days are the good ones. The days with sleet snow and freezing rain with 50 mph winds are the one we all remember because usually a couple teams fucken die out there.
This year the golf gods selected Jack and Andrew (my dad and brother) to qualify with my self and my partner Andy Drohen. The golf gods have a sick fucken sense of humor. Actually Jack thought this would be a good idea to qualify with his sons in the Seagulls so he could spend some time with them. Good dad move but the golf gods punshed him for his greed. This was the single weirdest round of golf I have even been apart of.
Personally I havte to relive my round of golf unless something happened that was awesome like aliens came down from space and handed me the keys to a giant speed boat but lets face is no one gives a shit about my round of golf least of all me. I am violating that rule here so lets get on with the blow by blow.
The first tee. This the place where bets are initiated but today there is no need for a bet. 4 alpha males about to do battle or golf battle don’t need a wager to get things going and for one of us this is absolutely fucken war. Just ask him. Your now asking your self who? Well its my dad he is a little crazy when it comes to compettive golf. Wait that’s not fair...... he is not a little crazy he is NUCLEAR FUCKEN CRAZY when it come to tournament golf.
He is so wound up you I was afraid if I touched him he would spontaneously combust. JESUS. So off we go. It’s important to make a par on the first hole, it’s a hard long par four and its where they match cards in the case of ties. Both teams par 1. My dad and my partner played a sloppy first hole and my brother and I made smooth pars so we were all feeling pretty good about things. The second hole is a short down wind par 4 that is drivable. Jack and Andrew smoke tee shots down on the front of the green. I block one in to the right rough and Andy Drohen (5 time Massachusettes State Champion, 3 time USGA qualifying medalist, who has been to and won matched in the US Mid Amateur and US Amateur) hits a tee shot so far right that there we all literally gasp. I mean he hit this ball 150 yards right of the target. That’s no shit!
Andrew and Jack hit it in about 3 feet and both make birdie. Wow they look pretty strong. I blow my wedge over the green, hit a poor chip but make the 20 foot put for par. Phew. Were only one back.
Hole 3. The third hole at Hyannisport is the signature hole. It’s a 350 yard par four that dog legs left out in to the marsh with water on both sides of the fairway. From the green is a stunning view of the clubhouse and you located about 200 yards from the beach where you can hear the waves crashing. Its quite a spot. Today there are 3 groups backed up on the hole waiting their fate the way people wait to get executed. The wind is in our face at 35mph with gusts to 50 and a full moon high tide has pushed the water into the marsh and its now completely under water. This is the sight. The fairway and island green and water. Your target for your driver is about the size of a car door.
Let the games begin!
Andrew: Stap hook into the drink…reload and repeat. Two brand new ProV1x’s gone..for him the war is over.
Jack, pounds one into the middle of the fairway.
Sean, Snap hook in to the edge of the drink, not quite dead but definitely wet.
Andy – Tour quality right down the middle with a nice draw holding the wind – more audible gasps. I mean the same guy on the last hole made3 a 10 on a 270 yard par four
Off we go Jack is up and makes a very smart decision with his partner in his pocket and plays his ball to the fairway short of the green it’s the largest piece of grass on the hole, its about the size of half a tennis court – it was a very good shot.
Andy punches a low iron to 15 feet – we all bow to his greatness.
Wee bro and I are out of the hole and watch helplessly as the most epic melt down occurs. Andrew looks at me as we are walking up to the green and with a look of neausa on his face says I cant believe I left Dad all alone on this hole. Side note here Jack has the best short game on Cape Cod
He proceeds to skull his chip, I mean it never gets in the air for one millisecond, and it shoots over the green into the water. I throw up in my mouth. No quit in Jack he ask for a ruling on an unplayable lie. Can he drop in the grass near his ball? Yes he can bit if it rolls back into the water he is fucked and has to start over. As he asks for the ruling I go hide in the woods.
Off come Jacks shoes, socks and he rolls up his pants and steps into the 44 degree water. That must have felt warm because it was only 40 degrees outside. He steps in and blasts the ball out of the water it goes one yard to the top of the little hill in front of him then rolls back into the water! He tries it again and hits it one yard and one inch and it miraculously stays dry and bounces forward to the edge of the green. He is lying 5. He charges the put on the lightning fast greens 20 feet by the cup, misses the next one and they make 8. Any hopes of making the championship flight are now over.
I look over at Andrew and he looks like he just got hit by lightning. Andy makes par and over we go to the fourth hole which is just like the 3rd hole just longer. Jack is toast for this hole and makes double and Andrew makes a great 5 him self having to go into the water up to his ankles on his 3rd shot next to the green to blast his own shot out of the water.
5th hole Andrew is struggling to a bogie here and as Jack stands over his 3 foot par put a huge gust of wind come up and blows his ball a couple inches which is a penalty and the meltdown continues. In the past 30 minutes golf has become surreal. This was the most crazy part of the round so lets just skip the rest of the blow by blow and go to the highlights.
Holes 9-11 Andy and I are cruising along at even thru 8, which is the most likely cut number and from the front tees on a short par five we both make pars with mid irons in are hands and then we melt down making back to back double bogies. Including a fantastic four put by yours truly on 10. the funny thing about this four put is that I was grinding my ass off one each one of the puts and just shit the bed. Game over for our team.
On hole 9 Jack tried to hit a three wood from the 10th fairway which hit a tree so hard it almost knocked it over and ricocheted behind him.
On hole 15 a par 3, with Jack in his pocket Andrew makes a smooth triple. Tee shot into a bunker, chunk, skull into another bunker 2 puts = 6
Hole 16 Andy Drohen hit one so far right it landed in Rhode Island
The round ended with me making a birdie for a smooth 75 for our team and Jack and Andrew make a par and shoot 85. HOOOOO-LEEEEEE-SHIIIIIIT
That’s what happens when you mess with the golf gods.
My team was eliminated in the 2nd flight the next day and Jack and Andrew polished off the 12 handicaps in the 6th (last) flight and took home a sweet picture with a nice plaque on it that says 6th flight champions. A win is a win. Suck on that. Next year I am thinkng about going to Aruba
.Enjoy your golf season.
I have had several requests for the update on the Seagulls and I am working on that post. You see it was the single weirdest fucken golf experience I have ever had and I am going to get some view points from some of the participants involved so my loyal readers can get the full story of the weekend.
In the mean time I have another crazy week of travel for my favorite thing….WORK! I LOVE WORK!
Speaking of work thank I god I don’t work for this guy….
The 2009 Seaguls Fourball featured paring.
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The 2009 Seagulls Fourball golf tournament starts Saturday and the golf gods have delivered us a present that we can hardly believe is possible.
Lets start with a little background. The Seagulls is a golf tournament held in April at Hyannisport Club on Cape Cod. It’s a grueling 5 round event held over 3 weeks where 112 team qualify for 7 flights and is the start of the tournament season. The course is a sea side links and we usually have horrific weather which we all fucken LOVE! Also it’s a real golf tournament with no strokes, no sand baggers and only a few ass holes. If you one of them you know who you are. If you don’t know who you are I will be happy to tell you Saturday. Best of all Mike Erdman is not in the tournament.
This year the powers that be have paired TBK and my partner Andy Drohen with my dad, otherwise known as the Concrete Silo and my Wee Bro in the same group for the qualifier. This should be a mind blowing experience. One for the ages.
You see my partner and I are going to fucken wipe them out. If we don’t we have to quit golf and pick up tennis. Do you know that means? There is running in tennis and my personal motto is I only run when I am being chased so we have to win.
We tee off at 8am on Saturday. Stay tuned to the blog for results or look them up on Cape Cod Times web site or the Hyannisport Club Web Site.
So the other day I mentioned on Facebook that I thought I was having trouble sleeping because I had been spending so much time on the West Coast and was finding it difficult to get adjusted to being back home. I mean I was in California and Arizona for 17 days out of the first 3 ½ weeks of March. Also I did note that the upside of my trips was that I was tan.
Several smart asses chimed in with all sorts of theories about why I was staying up late and one person (a woman) asked me if my junk was tan. So I figured I better do some thinking about WTF am I doing up until 3am each night.
First of all if you start watching TV around 11:30pm there is a bunch of good stuff on. I mean at least one of the following movies or shows is on almost every night around that time: the Godfather, Caddy Shack, The Bridges of Madison County, Rambo (the first one) or G-String Divas. Talk about must see tv.
However I have figured it out. It’s the damn dogs! I love these little hairy bastards but they have been killing me lately……wait a minute, it’s not their fault. I changed them to an all Lima bean diet and they have been crushing me our favorite night time game “Dutch Oven”.
So today I changed their diet back to their original diet of Pepperoni Pizza and Light beer and they seem to be doing much better. They even had a bit more spring in their step when I brought them to the dog park for a nice long walk.
When we were in the dog park we saw these kids playing and I took a video of it…..kids these days!
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Now that I have started to scratch the golf itch and have shaken the cobwebs out of my skull from a grueling west coast travel schedule let’s give a little love to the blog.
One benefit of being in the financial service business when you are on the west coast is that the market closes at 1pm local time. Now the work day doesn’t stop but it definitely slows down. This week was particularly interesting as the market sky rocked up on Monday. I was at a conference and this was the reaction to the news that the market was up 5%.
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Since I threw up in my mouth when I saw that I figured you should get to enjoy it as well.
Onward. It might not feel like it but its golf season. As a matter a fact I shot 63 the other day with 7 birdies. Ha ! that was pretty cool. I started off the round with 5 three’s in a row. On many days going that low only means your going to lose $50 to some douche bag sand bagger but I lucked out and was filling out a w-2 by the end of the round. We also embraced fun golf…you know with some beers and music, but since the bathrooms were not open and there are no leaves on the trees finding a place to go to the bathroom is a challenge…..thank god for American ingenuity I have found the solution to all our problems.
Ok how about a hottie? Ok if you insist.
