Kick Off

When we arrived at Opelika, we realized that both teams had planned out daily uniform colors. Apparently there was dissension among the Fagitas about the style choices and it played out during the weekend as their team unity degraded each round when players chose their own colors. The DeadBreads remained united.

We started with the Par 3 course for a warmup. Emry beat Wyman on the first hole. In his anger, Wyman said he would give 100-to-1 odds that Emry would not beat him that round. I took the bet for $3. Emry did beat Wyman. He beat me too so I didn't deserve to win the bet either.

Since Tom decided to get a few more hours of sleep before driving up from Florida, he didn't play the Par 3 round with us. So the Fagitas only had 5 players. It was agreed that after the round, one of the Dead Bread scores would be randomly thrown out in order to balance the teams to see who won lunch. But after calculating the scores, it didn't matter. The Fagitas easily won trail dogs.

The afternoon round was the first official round of Golf Weekend. TA and Mickey got whooped, yet the other matches were close and it ended in a team tie. We had a few rain delays and by the time we finished, we were wet, tired, and hungry. Everyone was eager to get to the houses and dreading the drive. So rather than a long, sit-down dinner, everyone grabbed their own dinner on the way. Some guys went to Longhorn. Tom, TA, Emry, Selby, and Mickey hit up Sonic. Mickey and Tony paid because we let our team down. After dinner we had to help change a girls tire while Tom repacked his luggage burrito.

It was late when we get settled at the house. We played a little poker and went to bed.