Friday night the group got together for dinner one last time. Actually, Mike L. and Sal got together a little earlier at the bar with their Uber driver, who by the time he left needed to call himself an Uber driver. And the Uber driver is playing golf Saturday with three folks in our party, but that’s another story. Columbus sure is a friendly place.
Anyhoo, we had a really nice dinner at a fancy steakhouse where they name their meat after local sports legends and former Gator coaches who will rot in hell:
And then we toasted Mike, and also made fun of his horrible short game and various double and triple bogeys, and laughed a lot.
And then they brought Mike a cake, and his caddie handed him a knife to cut it. (Anything but a wedge.)
At one point Mike got a text from the USGA informing him that Saturday tee times had been posted. Someone replied for Mike:
Next year, Salem, Mass.