Hole 12 was absolute madness. Jim chipped in for birdie, then Ed silenced the crowd by draining a 24-foot downhill bomb to match him.
Jim was playing chess while the rest of us were playing checkers. A sneaky 80 with 7 pars and 2 birdies—just ice cold.
Ed found his swing at the turn. He shook off a rough front nine and shaved five strokes off his score on the way home.
Share the round,
not just the score.