Maybe I should hurt my back, too..?

Golf can be a humbling sport. But sometimes only in retrospect.

I had thought that DC, Tony (Dave's boss) and myself had played a pretty decent Best Ball round yesterday. Granted, Dave left after 12 holes (he had tickets to Spamalot) and I left after 15 (band practice), but we were only a few shots over par, including a pretty decent 43 on the front 9, which even included a trainwreck of a 7 on the 9th hole.

Then I happen to speak to Greg this morning. Now, Greg has hurt his back really badly, and if you've ever played golf (or even if you're just mildly observant) you know that your back is kinda important. He happens to drop that he shot 79-77 back-to-back last Thursday.

I think I just suck at golf....