Day 2 - September 21st 2002
Golf and hangovers ...
The day began with a mixed crowd at breakfast, most made it, Ricky had swum, saunered and steam roomed and was raring to go - a consummate professional and a real credit to the game. Alan kept the group waiting as he declared he simply had to have breakfast 5 minutes before we were about to leave.
So the groupings were suddenly all over the place, the final grouping of Baverstock, Steer, Jeliss and Bentley eventually made the tee about an hour late. Buggies were the chosen mode of transport for the last day as the heads were just too sore.
The course was a lot shorter which meant the issue of hitting woods had been removed, this seemed to favour Baverstock as the woods were causing him great heartache yesterday. Strangely enough the golf seemed to improve, drives were finding fairways, approach shots were hitting greens and all seemed OK, do not fear though the wheels would come crashing off in the near future.
The highlight of the final round saw Alan taking a sneaky pee in the bushes at the side of the stream. Whilst completely unaware the buggy of Baverstock and Steer approached at a great rate of knots, launching Alan whilst still peeing down the bank but running over his foot - he screamed like a baby but never once stopped peeing a true credit to the male population.
So with the final group appraoching the 18th green and a packed gallery all 4 shots to the long par 3 were either hooked, sliced or topped, the wheels had well and truly fallen off by now, as promised. The puts were eventually sunk to a generous rapture from the stands, hands were shaken and the competition closed.
The scores were being calculated and the trophies engraved as the final scores were announced ...
Ricky: Happy loser
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