Famously quoted in cinematic classic, “Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid“, “Who are those guys?”
That is my sentiment toward the field of incredible amateur golfers at the 2019 Lowell City Golf Tournament.
Before I go further, you know how great the Cities are as I noted a few years back
As this nearly 100 year old tradition comes to its conclusion today, I realize I have no clue – zero – who 90% of these guys are? Why is that? They are kids! Children! It seems like only yesterday when the youngsters of this 3-day party had names like Pare, Dowd, and McGuirk (hey Chris!)
I looked at the leaderboard today and I personally know like 5 guys in the entire field. What happened? When did I get so old and, worse off, when did my contemporary golf buddies get so damn old that they cant even make it any more. “You bums’ cried the 18 handicap!”
And kudos to the REALLY old guard including players like Parigian, Harrison, and Stone for continuing to fight the fight. I salute you, but these young guns are gonna prevail. Time and tide. Death and taxes. Cant’ beat the clock. Those are the facts.
Well, while I can’t go back in time, I can recreate as it as best possible. As I noted in a tweet I posted yesterday, “in my day” I made the most of the Cities as did my juvenile delinquent friends.
I’m 44 years old damnit, but, as Thornton Mellon so eloquently stated in Back to School, I will not go gentle in to that good night!
I will rage! Rage against the dying of the light. I will restage the City Tournament I once knew. The 90’s man! It was Hammer Time! I’m grabbing a case of warm Bud Heavies, sliding them in the bushes by “Old’ Jack Hassett’s house and rage! I’m slapping on some jhorts (jean shorts), popping the collar on that size medium Polo and getting at it. Mothers, lock up your daughters! Frank circa 92′ is coming in hot to Mount Pleasant today for some final round revelry. Look out!
What’s that, honey? Oh, the need to look at tile at Loews today and cut the lawn. That’s right.
Well, it was fun to dream for minute.
Good luck to all today – even you young punks!
Can I Be Frank & Crew? 