Round three of the 14th Annual John Pechal Memorial Golf Tournament was greeted with clear skies, warm temperatures and not a breath of wind. We played Poppy Hills Golf Course at Pebble Beach, slope 134. The course was impeccably groomed and played well.

The green jacket goes to Statmaster Rob with a net 186, 26 strokes under par that was anchored by a first round 79, net 52. The Statmaster is honored to have his name added to the Pechal plaque.
The green vest goes to PI, the Philbert Nut, with a net 191, 21 strokes under par, a fine performance.

And all of the Pechalheads had a great time...
Ed Balldinger

DrDruP

PI Philbert Nut

Buddy Davis

Shep

Danzoidian Fervor

Thanks go out to the SSLKGT, Harry Zimmerman, Vern McAlister and Larry Dithers for planning and executing a fine Pechal event.
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In the overall grander scheme of things, the Pechalheads came, they voted, they drank, they golfed, and they all got along. I had a great time with some of the finest men I know.
~ Ed Balldinger
I’ll leave ya with a golf joke that just came in:
Golf & Panties
The Swede's wife steps up to the tee and, as she bends over to place her ball, a gust of wind blows her skirt up and reveals her lack of underwear. 'Good God, woman! Why aren't you wearing any skivvies?' Ole demanded. 'Well, you don't give me enough housekeeping money to afford any.' The Swede immediately reaches into his pocket and says, 'For the sake of decency, here's a 50. Go and buy yourself some underwear.'
Next, the Irishman's wife bends over to set her ball on the tee. Her skirt also blows up to show that she, too, is wearing no undies. 'Blessed Virgin Mary, woman! You've no knickers. Why not?' She replies, 'I can't afford any on the money you give me.' Patrick reaches into his pocket and says , 'For the sake of decency, here's a 20. Go and buy yourself some underwear!'
Lastly, the Scotsman's wife bends over. The wind also takes her skirt over her head to reveal that she, too, is naked under it. 'Sweet mudder of Jaysus, Aggie! Where ta friggin hell are yer drawers?' She too explains, 'You dinna give me enough money ta be able ta
affarrd any.' The Scotsman reaches into his pocket and says, 'Well, fer the love 'o decency, here's a comb..... Tidy yerself up a bit.
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