Wisconsin GT Tourney
Ahhh, yes... it's finally summer time. Which happens to be golf time... that happens to be Golden Tee tourney time as well.
Love it!
Why do I love it? Well, it's hot out, and I don't like heat. Bars are a place where they have AC, and you can drink. I like AC, and I like drinking. I'm in!
One problem, I have somehow managed to hurt my hand. Now when some people say they hurt their hand, they mean sprain, bruise, jam... I am talking more of a blood clot or a ripped nerve. Why do I think this? Well, I can barely feel my pinky, ring, and middle fingers. Some people would go see a doctor, I am not some people... It's been a month now. Oh well, we'll see what happens.
Needless to say I can't really play Golden Tee in this condition... but nothing is stopping me from having a good time with the guys at these events.
I am driving to Waukesha, WI... It is Saturday afternoon, around 7 when I am about 20-30 miles outside of Madison. I start calling people to get directions. Again, I know that some people would get directions BEFORE they leave the house, but I am not most people. Call IlliniFan, VJoshV, Mayor McDerelict, Kinz *, $2 Art... are you serious? No one is picking up?!?
Next thing I know I see flashy blinky lights behind me. Look down, going 95... which is actually fairly slow, but I obviously wasn't paying attention for the cops. Pull over. Tr00per gets out, and walks up to the car.
Tr00per: I've pulled you over for speeding, do you know how fast you were going?
0ver: Not quiet sure officer, I was calling to get directions [motion to the celly, with the hands free in my ear], and must have not paid attention
Tr00per: Well, I'm pretty sure I was doing the limit in the middle lane, and you flew by me in the left. It took me about a mile to catch up to you.
0ver: Sorry Officer
Tr00per: Well, where are you going?
0ver: Waukesha [pronounced wa-kEE-sha]
Tr00per: You mean Waukesha [pronounced WAU-ka-SHAW]
0ver: [blank stare] right
Tr00per: Give me your license, I'll let you off with a warning
0ver: [passes over license]
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Tr00per: Here you go [gives warning]. Slow down, have a nice day.
0ver: So can you tell me how to get to Waukesha [said it the way he did]
Tr00per: blah blah blah careful pulling out.
ARE YOU SERIOUS? GOING AT LEAST 30 OVER, AND I GET A WARNING!?! I LOVE THIS STATE! Especially since I had to pay $300 and have a year probation in the God forsaken land of Indiana!
Finally get to the bar, nothing eventful. Meet and greet some jag bags... take a couple shots, drinking Miller Lite from the pitcher... they have these really un-pitcher looking pitchers, I loved it. It's like a big mug :) The rest of the night was pretty uneventful (as GT tourneys are). We drank, we played tee... Went out to the car for a smoke a couple of times... after this, there were quiet a few people that were not able to stand, and were laughing uncontrollably. Some people invited me to stay at their hotel... as long as I didn't have to drive, I was happy to stay wherever. At some point, I paid my tab. At some point I left the bar, got into my car, and drove.
Fortunately, at about 9:30 AM I woke up. I was in the back seat of my car. Looking outside I saw a sign that says "Michael's Pizza." This made me laugh. I was sitting in the middle of a parking lot of some pizza restaurant a couple of blocks down from the bar we were at. I got out, took a leak... changed shirts, socks (they stunk), put on some AXE, and started driving home. Ended up sleeping for another 5 hours after I got home.
All in all a great time. Sleeping in the car is not fun, but seeing a bunch of good people is well worth it.
Love it!
Why do I love it? Well, it's hot out, and I don't like heat. Bars are a place where they have AC, and you can drink. I like AC, and I like drinking. I'm in!
One problem, I have somehow managed to hurt my hand. Now when some people say they hurt their hand, they mean sprain, bruise, jam... I am talking more of a blood clot or a ripped nerve. Why do I think this? Well, I can barely feel my pinky, ring, and middle fingers. Some people would go see a doctor, I am not some people... It's been a month now. Oh well, we'll see what happens.
Needless to say I can't really play Golden Tee in this condition... but nothing is stopping me from having a good time with the guys at these events.
I am driving to Waukesha, WI... It is Saturday afternoon, around 7 when I am about 20-30 miles outside of Madison. I start calling people to get directions. Again, I know that some people would get directions BEFORE they leave the house, but I am not most people. Call IlliniFan, VJoshV, Mayor McDerelict, Kinz *, $2 Art... are you serious? No one is picking up?!?
Next thing I know I see flashy blinky lights behind me. Look down, going 95... which is actually fairly slow, but I obviously wasn't paying attention for the cops. Pull over. Tr00per gets out, and walks up to the car.
Tr00per: I've pulled you over for speeding, do you know how fast you were going?
0ver: Not quiet sure officer, I was calling to get directions [motion to the celly, with the hands free in my ear], and must have not paid attention
Tr00per: Well, I'm pretty sure I was doing the limit in the middle lane, and you flew by me in the left. It took me about a mile to catch up to you.
0ver: Sorry Officer
Tr00per: Well, where are you going?
0ver: Waukesha [pronounced wa-kEE-sha]
Tr00per: You mean Waukesha [pronounced WAU-ka-SHAW]
0ver: [blank stare] right
Tr00per: Give me your license, I'll let you off with a warning
0ver: [passes over license]
---
Tr00per: Here you go [gives warning]. Slow down, have a nice day.
0ver: So can you tell me how to get to Waukesha [said it the way he did]
Tr00per: blah blah blah careful pulling out.
ARE YOU SERIOUS? GOING AT LEAST 30 OVER, AND I GET A WARNING!?! I LOVE THIS STATE! Especially since I had to pay $300 and have a year probation in the God forsaken land of Indiana!
Finally get to the bar, nothing eventful. Meet and greet some jag bags... take a couple shots, drinking Miller Lite from the pitcher... they have these really un-pitcher looking pitchers, I loved it. It's like a big mug :) The rest of the night was pretty uneventful (as GT tourneys are). We drank, we played tee... Went out to the car for a smoke a couple of times... after this, there were quiet a few people that were not able to stand, and were laughing uncontrollably. Some people invited me to stay at their hotel... as long as I didn't have to drive, I was happy to stay wherever. At some point, I paid my tab. At some point I left the bar, got into my car, and drove.
Fortunately, at about 9:30 AM I woke up. I was in the back seat of my car. Looking outside I saw a sign that says "Michael's Pizza." This made me laugh. I was sitting in the middle of a parking lot of some pizza restaurant a couple of blocks down from the bar we were at. I got out, took a leak... changed shirts, socks (they stunk), put on some AXE, and started driving home. Ended up sleeping for another 5 hours after I got home.
All in all a great time. Sleeping in the car is not fun, but seeing a bunch of good people is well worth it.
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