i don't really like to toot my own horn, but....

HONK HONK

i shot 67 monday at hawk's creek golf course from the championship tees. par 72.
i play the ball down, no mulligans, and i putt every putt.

13 pars, 5 birdies, 18 greens in regulation.

i have been gloating ever since and had no time for blogs.

i've done some thinking about it. i've wondered how many people play golf and never even think about shooting 67. i wondered if i could have beaten tiger woods. he would have had to shoot 66 to beat me. i thought that i might possibly be the greatest golfing songwriter in the world. i'd kick vince gill and kenny g's ass all over the goddamned course and they know it.

i know most of you probably aren't golfers, and those of you who are probably don't love the game nearly as much as i, but i can assure you it is the greatest of all sports.

and on one fine october afternoon, i conquered it.

so there,

scott