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Why you like that?
Thoughts from your Club Secretary

It's Monday night and I'm having a mental block. To make matters worse, I'm sleepy…very, very sleepy. I woke up at 3:30am this morning for a golf tournament at Sta. Elena Golf Club. The tournament was the Ronald McDonalds House Charity and once again Goldilocks Bake Shop had asked me to form another team on their behalf.

Since the format was 3-Man Scramble, it's a no brainer who is on top of the list. An excellent Class A player with a handicap to reckon with! The Commander himself, Star Fleet Commander. Next in my list is a steady Class B player with an inflated handicap, no other than Mr. Exotic Car. To round up the team, you need a slayer, preferably a Tiger-slayer, who can putt like hell. Don't asked El Tigre about it though since he's biased.

Tee-off was at 7:30am and you must be wondering why I woke up so early since Sta. Elena is an hour away from Marina. Well, I had to go back to El Tigre's favorite playground (Tagaytay Highlands) to picked up my golf set since I clumsily forgot to bring it him the day before. Driving up to Tagaytay at 4:00am is very pleasant. I did it in less than an hour but I figured that El Tigre will do it in half that time.

Back to golf. This was our third attempt to take the Top Gun but will this be our year? The first two year was 4-Man Scramble and the fourth member was the Mentor himself. But this year, the Mentor beg off (thank goodness since I didn't realize the tournament format has been changed) since he's busy making millions for the Queen and Prince Emilio. The inaugural year was a memorable year as the four of us gunned down birdies after birdies. After eighteen holes, we had eight of them but unfortunately we finished 1st runner-up by a stroke through handicap. Sigh! The second year was a disaster and I don't care to write about it.

As tee-time gets closer, the adrenaline starts flowing because I knew I was playing bad and had no idea how extensive my participation will be. After the first hole, I remembered why I'm on the team. Besides, being the Team Captain, Manager and Coach at the same time, I was a great putter. Why should I be humble when it's true!

And the truth shall prevail! After holing putts after putts after putts, we finished with 7 birdies. One less than our first year total but we are missing Mentor this time around. It turns out that we had the most birdies and declared, as the Low Gross Champion but unfortunately, there was no trophy for show (Cheapskates). Instead we have to wait for 30 agonizing minutes to know whether we were Top Gun or not.

We were bridesmaids once again. We were beaten by one stroke by the eventual Champion who had a handicap 12 (we had 7). Oh well, there is always next year. We had a blast! The Commander was awesome, the Exotic Car was steady and the Tiger-slayer lives another day to re-tell this story.

I'm going to sleep now.


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