Two Blog posts prior to this one I wrote about some of the “good” things that come with golfing in the rain. Feel free to refresh your memory here. Well it seems I angered the Golf Gods and they decided to show me what real rain was! A line of storms arrived just as I arrived at the course, I had to wait that one out in the bar for about an hour. It was not too bad and it thoroughly saturated the course yielding the slow conditions I like. As I paid for my round, I asked the attendant what the rest of the afternoon looked like as far as the radar was concerned. He responded, “Should be no more than a few showers”. I thought, “OK, I can dig that”, and went out.

Well, first hole was a beauty, tee shot right in the middle of the fairway sitting about 190 from the middle of the green. I then hit what may well be the best (and longest) 3-wood off the deck in my golfing career, I reached the green! That’s right! I was on a par 4 green in 2! Mind you, where the pin was placed that day, I had a 50-plus foot putt for birdie. Hey, it can happen! But not as likely after a torrential downpour, I 3 putted for a double bogey. That does not take away from my excitement of reaching the green in two, if I can do it once, I can do it again!

I’m going along with a fine round, paring the par 3’s and double bogey golf the rest of the way. It was raining lightly the majority of the time I was out there and I discovered that the Frogg Togg Chilly Pad was not only great to have in the extreme heat, but also great at wiping dry the cart seats! Who would have thought!

Here is were the Golf gods decide to mess with me. Standing on the 8th tee I saw the already dark sky was getting darker. I got my iPhone and saw this.

The sky just opened up! I had never gotten that drenched, that fast in my life. It was to the point that I kept on playing as I was as wet as I could possibly get! The only thing that finally made me relent was seeing a gentleman that was a “walker”. He was standing on the cart path with his over sized umbrella held to the side, it might as well have been a toothpick for all the good it was doing. I had to drive up to him and ask if he wanted a ride back to the parking lot. Needless to say he answered with an emphatic “Yes!”

Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to get a full round in next week. Come on Golf Gods, help an addict out!