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Rumple 2008: New Beginnings |
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Garland Resort Lewiston, MI 
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...and headed east in search of golf's Shangri-La, the Rumple Invitational. So innocent... Oh wait, have you seen their road trip pictures? Though they may seem 'normal' on the surface (not you Piper) perhaps someone might explain the sewing of another man's pants while on him? Is that dental floss? What on earth is really going on here?
Welcome aboard. Moving on. The flights, the rental cars, the road trips and here we are. Some of us played a warm up round on Thursday, but we all settled in for grillin' and drinkin' back at the villas (two bedroom, two bath, full kitchen cabins with walk out wood decks and gas grills that were tied in to an underground gas main). And they said 2 lbs of meat per man might be too much. Then there was Hetzel, our Hetzel. You see, you can approach the rumple anyway you like, whatever strikes your fancy. The Rumple is full of whack jobs, don't get me wrong, but there are many ways that wire is walked. |
For Hetzel, the man walks unphased.
In 2009, Hetzel struck a blow for the common man, revealing his secret. You see, Hetzel has a reputation for being the last out of the house, for taking showers between rounds and for disappearing for hours at a time, then showing up out of the fog. This year, Hetzel made only one tee time with more than 5 minutes to spare, alone in a cart, his whereabouts unknown until that very moment. But why? The typical Hetzel routine as reassembled by eye witness secretly watching his every move. A groggy, 30+ minute shower, a full sit-down, paper-reading, 45 minute breakfast, 3 minutes on the range, a 10 minute coffee pimp in the club house, a final 1 minute check of the hair and it's 7:28 and he's pulling up for his 7:30 tee time, a ghost since 6:00. Without a wink or a nudge Hetzel will look you in the eye and simply ask you... "Was I there for my tee time or not? I mean, what's the big deal?" Touché Douché
Here endeth Lesson 1. more |
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