Jim, Bill, Greg and I were in this agonized state when, after 5 hours, we were only on the 15th hole. The slow foursome was two groups in front of us. Jim had already yelled out at them on the 10th hole to play faster, but they had ignored him.
Let me make sure I’m setting up this war story clearly: They’re the bad guys, we’re the good guys.
The 15th hole goes due north. The 16th hole comes back due south right alongside the 15th. Because this group was so slow, we were passing them where the two holes come very close together.
Jim yelled out again, “You guys are holding up the whole course, pick […]