Thursday: Catch the Yankee game at Cellular Field. Act like an obnoxious asshole Yankee fan all night long. Have one about 65-year old dude threaten me with "this ain't New York, this is the South Side of Chicago brutha, so watch it." Then have some little Napolean complexed fat dude hit me with "You're an asshole, you're a real fucking asshole," and make a very fake offer to take it outside. Then had to endure the shame of Joba blowing it, and just about had to be whisked out of the Stadium. Beautiful ball park, very good time, the pulled pork sandwich was fantastic.
Friday: Play a round at Harborside International, links style course, used rentals which were brand new Calloway set, over 50+ mph winds all day, reached the par 5, 560 yard 18th in two. Shot a 55 on the front and a 45 on the back, and was puffing my chest out a bit about that 45. Hardest conditions I've ever played. Oh yeah, shook Franco Harris hand in the lobby (texted Vandelay to tell him so and he simply replied "Fuck You"). Noticed a bunch of big black dudes on the course, one of my buddies asks someone from course if there is an event, person says Walter Payton Invitational and my buddy says: "Is Walter here?" The guy thought my buddy was trying to be funny and was not amused, it had just slipped his mind, however, and he felt awful. Barry Sanders, Bob Hope and Warrick Dunn were among other listed attendees who we did not see.