Not exactly in the area of the saddle but it’s all relative.
Played only twelve holes for which I am very thankful. No matter how much you exercise, toting that bag on your back adds a new dynamic to the mix and it takes its toll. Combine that with mushy fairways and my dogs are really hurtin’. Felt a few unfamiliar tugs on my hamstrings also, especially climbing the hill to nine green.
Did prevent the dreaded monkey-butt with a pre-lube. So I got that going for me.
All the current and former tour loopers snagged a bag. Green Van got one of the qualifiers and Motorcycle Heather Bowie.
We played the front with Heather and Laura Diaz who had Pete Smith on the bag. Only took me a hole and a half to lose a head cover. Laura went back and retrieved it though.
Pete told the story on how he was rejected for a caddie position by PGA National even though he had stellar references going in. They claimed he flunked the psychological profile. That’s what tour caddie life can do to you. He eventually got into a better club and had the last laugh. Even if it is a little scary.
As I went back to the caddie lot to get a different, another looper went for his fishing pole. With an hour to kill, he tried his luck in the pond on 15.
There was additional cash in caddie’s pockets who wished to work a tad extra at The Open. The USGA paid $50 a day plus a bonus to keep stats on their players shots. If you made the cut and complied with the agreement, an extra $550 would be burning a hole in your pocket.
Then there was this: