A glorious binky emerged from Beethoven’s gym shirt pocket. It looked like my 7th grade math homework crumpled up in a sweaty ball of jumbled cursive.
It is springtime and there are actually golfers at Revolution at 7am. So naturally we rolled down the Bronco windows and blasted Welcome to the Jungle to kick off warmup circle. There’s nothing like hearing a screeching electric guitar mid putt while on the warm up greens.
Beethoven (swipe right) peppered in some shoulder presses #Simba with some call your own workouts #CircleOfLife.
Pipeline magically head locked an FNG via text message, which is some Jedi-mind trick of incomprehensible proportion. The Pax formerly known as Robert joined us from Shanghai and was a star pole vaulter. Naturally ‘Bamboo’ was the only option.
Evil and Beethoven slightly regretted the Friday night campfire and IPAs ‘Extra Credit’ but still got up and got 1% better. Enjoy the e weekend men.