Abbie Not Abigail

Teeing up on the first hole, I managed to sink my ball into the pond on the right and Kels hit a goose. Yes, you read that right, she nailed a flippin goose. (the little guy is okay though, don't report her to PETA or anything). Needless to say, I'm glad we played best ball with the boys. Luckily, they saved us on most holes (although Kels and I did have our lucky shots here and there). What am I learning from my golf outings?... we have very patient friends.

 I think it was a mix of our dashing good looks, solid "just like the pros" high five, charisma and enthusiasm for the game that got us the victory... or the fact that Covello has played for years and works on the course? Either way, a win's a win!