I clawed my way back from a 53 on the front nine at Hindman to need bogie on No. 18 to break Byron Nelson's all-time record of 10 consecutive rounds under 100. I hit two 3-woods to 30 yards, pitched short and right, and chipped to 15 feet. I faced a side-hill putt with a severe left-to-right break. As it rolled down hill toward the hole, Jeff Krupsaw said, "Great putt." It was good, but had a butt hair too much steam, missed high by an inch and rolled six inches past.
I had 2 pars, 7 bogies, 7 doubles, 1 triple, 1 quadruple (with two balls in the water on No. 8), 5 penalty strokes, and used 32 putts.
Hurricane Fay struck when we were on the No. 16 tee box. It dropped mushy hail. I'd never seen anything like it, like marbles of compressed, watery snow. "Fuck, it's snowing," I said. "I don't think I've ever seen snow in August in Arkansas," Krupsaw said. "Yeah, it hardly ever snows when it's 85." "Almost never."
Late this afternoon I walked and jogged about 3 miles from Boyle Park with the Hash.
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