A Boiler end to a golf hiatus

Boiler Nation was created as a result of relationships begun and strengthened on golf courses and card tables. Specifically, two immature middle-aged knuckleheads decided to create a website to display things we found humorous. In true Boiler fashion, the exact moment that the idea was hatched was at a point in a card game where both the BIC and I were supposed to be paying attention to the game but yet again created a rain delay for our buddies. This has been a common theme as humor has always gotten in the way of our focus on cards and golf.

A couple of years ago, I moved away from the golf lifestyle. I wanted to run some marathons before I got too old and was fortunate to have some minor successes for an old guy. I qualified for Boston, completed a 100 mile race, and lost a shitload of weight. And while at times the pursuit was fun at no time did I find any humor in my endeavors. Nothing funny happened.......ever! On the golf course, I hung out with guys with nicknames. Seve, Bobo, Pie, Fick, Clarkie, Frenchie, The Hawk, Uncle Paulie, Rudy, Pops, Dickhead, Kevo, Scooter, JJ, EB, Tybo, Donnie Baseball, Hus,Kais and Minnie to name just a handful. Each of these guys have provided me with some of the funniest moments of my life. From a sprinkler suddenly pelting Fick in the ass as he addressed his ball to Minnie's new golf cart careening into a pond. There was Bobo drilling me with a shanked bunker shot during an emergency, drunken extra 18 holes and Pie dancing uncontrollably at the prospect of hundreds of dollars trading hands during a 9 man wolf game shortly before a long putt mercifully found the bottom of the cup...... thus pile driving his dreams (and saving me a shitload of money). This is all funny to me.

This kind of funny shit does not happen in my other life and therefore I must go back. Humor is everything. I recently jumped back in with both feet. I joined a club, played a couple of rounds, and doled out copious amounts of cash to my pal Ricky. Two years off has taken it's toll but I will get it back. On a side note, think long and hard Boiler Nation before you embark on a weight loss program as the loss in distance on tee balls can be devastating to your masculinity. One last comment on the Boiler fraternity. I continue to be amazed that no matter where I travel I continue to find buffoons that drink, use tobacco, and gamble. I don't have to seek these kinds of people out.....they find me. Water finds it's own level and thankfully so does buffoonery.