On arrival at the course, Dag has brought along breakfast for 3 !. Some piping hot (well.. warm... ish) porridge. GP and Lemur conclude he's trying to bring some good karma on to the tour having seen success on the Orlando Slamma a few days before. We're joined by a local making up the foursome. I cant remember his name, so we'll call him Tarquil for now. Anyway, he would have easily been forgotten, except for Grand Par thinning a wedge right through the green and hitting him directly on the ankle. Lemur spends the rest of the game cursing GP that he has to be nice to him, despite his continued references to lawyers and compensation.
Dagenator decides that he may be related to Jesus himself, and adopts the Canadian version of walking on water...twice. The first attempt nearly took off Lemur's head after he attempted to film the recovery shot from the lake. The ball hitting the bank and rebounding sideways to a spot (out of the lake), and fifteen feet behind his starting point.
The second was even more extreme. The 18th hole, and his ball is , well.. in the middle of the lake. Dag tiptoes out to the ball, plays it from the lake, lands it a few feet from the green. well struck?.. yes.. mad as a hatter?.. yes. Good work Dag.. a true TGA Tour pro if ever i saw one.
