Ghetto Cat Loop/First Tee

I like the Ghetto Cat Loop. It has some stretches that I have rarely run or walked in my nearly 23-year Levy experience—offers lots of new poor people a chance to look oddly at me and wonder whether I'm a cop. Unfortunately, I haven't seen the Jo-like black cat again. I walked the loop this morning at about 8 a.m. Central.

One thing about my golf game has remained unchanged; three consecutive days is too many. I played a total of 13 holes with Jeff Krupsaw, and won the Levy-Broadmoor Cup by three strokes with a 45. Then we played the first four holes again. Overall, I had 4 pars, 5 bogies, and 4 doubles. As the final hole of the day, we played No. 4, the long motherfucker, for a $10 million gift card from Walmart. I hit a mediocre drive, and then a 200-yard five-wood to the left fringe, three inches off the green, 40 feet away, and three putted from there for bogie. Krupsaw doubled, after spending the length of the fairway wondering how long it would take Jill to get used to a wardrobe limited to Walmart clothing and whether we could buy big-ticket items and resell them to friends for the sake of pocket dough.

OVERHEARD

"Technology can't help that swing."

— Johnny Miller on NBC's live coverage of the Levy-Broadmoor Cup