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It was steaming and sticky. The course was getting firm. The greens were late afternoon slow. Lil Bob and Gord had long pants on. Fred and Nick were comfortable in shorts.
In a match that was decided on the greens there was constant pressure, some superlative shots and some downright clunkers.
Fred was the five foot star. He did miss from one foot on 6 and five feet on 11, but he holed from 18 feet on 2 for birdie(win), five feet on 10(net birdie - win), 12 (par to half GT in the hole already), 14 (par to half GT in the hole already), 16(net birdie - win). Nick holed from 2 feet on 1 (half after GTs own 10 footer dropped), 2 feet on 3 after a 40 yard flop wedge over the tree and trap (half), 5 feet on 4 for net eagle to beat Bob who had hit a 230 yard 3 wood to 12 feet but missed his eagle, and the deciding 5 footer on 17 to half GT at par and seal the match at 2&1.
Lil bob sunk all his putts at once - a forty footer on 5 for an improbable net birdie(win) after a drive that bounced over the creek in front of the forward tees. Think about that drive.
Gord sunk a bunch but also missed a bunch on the lip and three putted 15 for a par.
3 real birdies for the group (one of them a net eagle), none for Gord.
2 net birdies for Fred and one for lil Bob.
So the line score for Fred - Nick was:
AS, +1,+1,+2,+1,+1,+1,AS,AS at the turn
+1,+1,+1,+1,+1,+1+2,2&1
Lil Bob had his phone ring in Nicks backswing on 2 and tried to give Fred his net eagle putt on 4 so that Nick wouldn't get a line on his own net eagle putt. Nick talked him out of that gift. Wonderful grouping and a real mix of pressure and pleasure.
Fred was 80
Nick 88
Lil Bob 82
GT mid - high 70s