I'm writing nearly two months after the fact, but I thought I'd recap the tourney since I had pictures to put up. Wild Wing has an annual tournament to support Make A Wish every fall, and this year was the first annual spring tournament. It was held on May 10, 2010 at The Divide Golf Club. The Divide is a nice Carolina Trail course. The accommodations were first class. A charter bus took us from the Wing to The Divide. We had nice little gift bags and a box lunch. Wild Wing and Make A Wish do a really good job and the proceeds are donated to help grant a wish for a sick child. Cecil and Diane Crowley are the founders and owners of Wild Wing. Dave Schearer is the GM of the Southwest Charlotte store. I'm not sure who is
involved from the Make A Wish organization, but maybe I can find out and give them credit as well. The turnout was great and the weather was nice for early May. I was excited because this was my first golf tourney. Captains choice, best ball, shotgun start. I played with my boy Kevin and my boy Charles from Wild Wing. We didn't plan on winning. We just wanted to have fun. Our team started on 
hole 3 I think. I had just gone to Golf-Tec and straightened out my drive so I hit some good shots off the tee. We were focused, and once we settled down, we hit some nice shots. We just couldn't putt well enough to make birdies. I really have been on a mission to improve my game so initially I wasn't drinking. About half way through I realized that I was taking myself way too seriously. I also wanted to lay off the booze for a spell, but there was a beer girl(or girls) at every turn. I'm not an alcoholic(that's what they all say), but I have been known to indulge myself by having an adult beverage or twelve. Long story short, I fell off the wagon, had a few drinks and the tournament became much more exciting. Or maybe that was just my heart rate and blood pressure rising from the Red Bull and vodkas. The slight, to slightly more than slight, buzz caused me to hit some great shots and not care about the bad ones. Driving a golf cart drunk is no safer than a driving a car drunk. Especially when the drivers are me or a Cagle. I think we played a few extra balls on a couple of holes and still shot even par. Unfortunately we didn't win. I was too far gone to care if we came in last. As we were finishing, we ran in to our buddy Ratliff and his team. Ratliff is a gambling man and a world class shit talker. I don't remember the conversation at all, but we were all three sheets to the wind and feeling jumpy. So Ratliff challenged me to a long drive contest......against his boy. His boy was modest, but obviously he could hit it a poke or the Mouth of the South wouldn't have wagered. We turned around five golf carts deep and zoomed to the 2nd tee talking trash the whole way. I was feeling good about my chances. I think I talked Ratliff in to hitting 
with us since he was doing so much talking. We teed off simultaneously and drove to find the balls. I hit it ok but not as clean as I wanted. Damn. I lost to his boy by about 20 yards but beat Ratliff. Good enough for me! Ratliff kept talking and I think I still owe them both drinks. We headed back to the club house for dinner and awards. Things are really fuzzy from there on out. I know I ate well and listened to the Make A Wish Story. I think Kevin and I headed back to Wild Wing and somehow I made it home....eventually. It was a good time for a good cause and broke me in to tournament play. I've had a headache ever since, but that may be from the guys trip to Atlanta the next weekend. Sorry, no pics of that!
Hit em Good!
Hit em Good!
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