I tried to defend my title in the club championship on sunday, but it wasn't in the cards. I almost drove the first two par 4's chipped on and 4 putt the first hole, made par on the next. I hit the irons straight and pure all day, hooked my driver, and putted worse than Ray Charles. The thought the best thing happening was the girl in the beer wagon till she tried to pimp me out of $10.00 USD. At that point I gave myself permission to have fun, and that I did.