Myself, Joe, Carl, and Russell planned a golf outing to Palm coast Fla. Not realizing it was Presidents week-end,`and Daytona 500. Long story short we missed our flight. Four of us stood at the baggage counter in shock. Next flight too late. We only have five days. What to do. I told the others do what ever, I for one am not going home. I'll go some where solo if need be. They said we'll all go, but where? We decided in order to play golf it should be at least 50 degrees. Why don't we head south until it gets warm? Threw all our gear into my Chevy truck, and pointed that baby south. Got to Virginia, and we all let out a cheer. The thermometer on the rear view mirror read 50 degrees. Looked up a course on the GPS. Called for a tee time. Success! Played 18 holes. On to Williamsburg. We got a motel with adjoining rooms. Made a tee time for the next three days. Great place to be out of season. Cheap rates. Not crowded. What a time we had. Golf during the day. Cards at night. Played pool. Ate out every evening. We kidded, teased, played games, and most of all we laughed. I'ts hard to explain how the four of fit together. Were like the infield of a ball team. All different, but yet we play with the same goal in mind. We compete fiercely on the course. But congradulate the winners. {not quite as fiercely} I was proud of all of us. In the face of disappointment, we did not lose our cool. No finger pointing, no one engaged in the blame game. We missed the flight as a team. Make the best of it. We played the cards we were dealt. What a fine time we had. Now I just heard it rained in the Palm Coast. I guess we were just lucky. Can't wait to do it again
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Play with the hand you're dealt
Myself, Joe, Carl, and Russell planned a golf outing to Palm coast Fla. Not realizing it was Presidents week-end,`and Daytona 500. Long story short we missed our flight. Four of us stood at the baggage counter in shock. Next flight too late. We only have five days. What to do. I told the others do what ever, I for one am not going home. I'll go some where solo if need be. They said we'll all go, but where? We decided in order to play golf it should be at least 50 degrees. Why don't we head south until it gets warm? Threw all our gear into my Chevy truck, and pointed that baby south. Got to Virginia, and we all let out a cheer. The thermometer on the rear view mirror read 50 degrees. Looked up a course on the GPS. Called for a tee time. Success! Played 18 holes. On to Williamsburg. We got a motel with adjoining rooms. Made a tee time for the next three days. Great place to be out of season. Cheap rates. Not crowded. What a time we had. Golf during the day. Cards at night. Played pool. Ate out every evening. We kidded, teased, played games, and most of all we laughed. I'ts hard to explain how the four of fit together. Were like the infield of a ball team. All different, but yet we play with the same goal in mind. We compete fiercely on the course. But congradulate the winners. {not quite as fiercely} I was proud of all of us. In the face of disappointment, we did not lose our cool. No finger pointing, no one engaged in the blame game. We missed the flight as a team. Make the best of it. We played the cards we were dealt. What a fine time we had. Now I just heard it rained in the Palm Coast. I guess we were just lucky. Can't wait to do it again
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I couldn't agree more. We had a great trip. I'm certain that our initial misfortune made our subsequent good fortune even sweeter. We kept our heads and acted appropriately. Snap judgments and decisions can get you into trouble. If any of us had reacted poorly, it would have adversely affected everyone. It is better to be considerate than right. We really did play this one as a team and that is why we won.
Carl
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