Lady: Welcome to Subway...(blah blah)...What would you like?
Me: I would like a foot long Steak and Cheese sandwich.
Lady: And what kind of bread would you like with that?
Me: Asiago Cheese Bread, please.
Lady: (turns around and checks the bread in the oven, then faces me again) That bread is still too hot, so if we use it we can't toast it.
Me: That's fine I don't need it toasted.
Lady: (blank stare as if she has never heard anyone say they don't need their bread toasted before!) We can still use that bread but the steak NEEDS to be toasted.

**awkward pause while we look at eachother in bewilderment**

Me: So then we can't use that bread can we?
Lady: We can use that bread, but we can't toast it, but the meat needs to be toasted.
Me: (I pause and give her a funny "what the hell are you talking about" smirk) How about if I just choose a different bread.
Lady: That would work, what bread would you like then?

I have been ill for over a week and almost decided the night before the tournament not to play. But I have missed this event for the past two years and the course in one of my favourite courses in California, so I didn't want to miss my only chance to compete there this year.

Here's the play-by-play:
The tournament is a one day, two round tourney with a final seven for the top three advanced players. My first round I shot a blistering -7 (rated 1043!), which is now the course record for Amatuer competition. On the second round my sickness really started to hit me hard and I almost blacked out a couple times through the round. I was determined to finish the round though and aided by the help of having a golf cart so I didn't have to walk, I completely the round at a horrible +7. This put me at even , but since my first round was so phenomenal I only dropped back one place and was now tied for second. My good friend Kevin Gomez was in first by one stroke and my friend Jon Benefield was tied with me at even. Another good friend of mine, Dustin Pope, shot a great second round and missed making the finals by only one stroke.

So off to the finals were Kevin, Jon, and I. Seven holes to determine first, second, and third place. Kevin screwed up his upshot on hole one bringing all three of us to a tie. The second hole, a long par four over 600', separated the field a bit while Jon through a bad drive and ended up taking a six on the hole, while Kevin and I both burdied the hole carding threes. On to hole three, 350' over a lake, we all took threes while I narrowly missed a birdy putt that hit the basket about an inch low. Hole four Kevin threw a beautiful flex shot to nestle himself five feet from the basket for birdy on the monster 384' hole over the water. My shot was a bit short and behind a tree, and Jon messed up his shot and carded a three. The next hole we all carded threes again. And hole six I threw a really good ace run that somehow didn't go in the basket but I still got the birdy, Kevin took a three. So going into the final hole Kevin and I were tied once again. I stepped up to the pad deciding to throw a safe shot and be happy with a three on the hole. Kevin threw a great low flex shot with his firebird that put him a little over 30' away. When we walked up to our discs I was closer than I thought to the basket, maybe 40' out. I looked at Kevin and commented, "Well Kevin, whoever makes their putt deserves to win." Then I marked my lie, looked at the basket and slammed it in for birdy. "Ok, this is it, Kevin HAS to birdy to stay alive or I win" I said to myself. Kevin setup his lie, took his putt and came up short giving me the victory.

This was one of the most fun tournaments I have had in terms of camaraderie. Kevin, thanks for being such a blast to play with, can't wait for our next tournament together!