Sept. 3rd

A Tale of Two Nines.....

The first major of the year was the best of nines and the worst of nines. It was a time of smart lay ups, and a time of foolish risks at sucker pins. In short the major was a reflection of our present games and swings, some are works of art, and others look as if Picasso designed it after a bender.

12 contestants step forth in the year's first major for a chance at glory, and for a chance to take the lead in the Pfingstag Cup.

They stormed the front nine as if they were storming the Bastille, taking many bogeys, and leaving no birdies. The first foursome was led by Colonel Joe O and his faithful sidekick Mike Hadji Smith, veterans of many safaris into the deepest, darkest woods of the WPCC. Accompanying them were the big guns of Mark Davis and Tom Ruby. The second group were trained sharpshooters including Steve Pinseeker McKinney, Tony The Big C, Bombing Bob Halback, and Guido Gatling Gun Blanco. The final foursome was included Paul, Tommie, Eddie, and Brian "My Back" Michaels.

The front nine was like the fortified walls of the Bastille, nearly driving back our mighty revolutionaries to their cars with a number of negative scores; but they were given hope by Big Punching Paul and his +10, witch led his small team to a battlefield victory of +26 on the front 9.

With new found vigor and they charged the back nine. Led by Tommie "Sniper" Minton and Paul Big Right Haymaker Ackerman the back nine fell like the razor sharp blade of the guillotine. The headless nine lay beaten, and the our revolutionary golfers stood victorious.

During the day and night celebration that followed our most decorated golfer of the battle of the back 9, Tommie gave a speech that remains unmatched in history.

"It is a far, far better nine that I had, than the front nine; it is a far, far better score that I post today, then I have posted before......."