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October 31, 2006
Weird Golf Dreams With Frank Lickliter
I managed to take advantage of the beautiful east coast weather and play today. I actually played rather well. I wonder if it was because I was more worried about helping my brother than my own game? It was just nice to get out and swing the clubs. 5 pars on the front nine, not bad for this 16 handicapper.
Last night I had the strangest golf related dream. I was in the final group of the U.S. Open but I only showed up for the final 3 holes. It turns out that I had a proxy play the other 69 holes for me. I guess the guy had played pretty well for the first 3 days because here I was in the final group on Sunday. I scored a par on 16 and 17 and stepped up on 18 and drove the ball straight down the middle. It was a reachable par 4, hey don't blame me for the bad finishing hole this is a dream remember, and I put mine right on the front edge of the green.
I looked on the green only to see Tiger's ball sitting about 8 feet from the pin, he had driven the green and was set up for an eagle. My heart sank! We get up to the green and I chip to within a few inches and finish off the putt for a birdie. Tiger steps up and blows his putt by the hole and it rolls off the green. Now I am thinking to myself, "great, if he pars the hole I win the tournament." Sure enough, Tiger plays a great little pitch shot and finishes up his par.
I am thrilled; I think I have won the U.S. Open. I look up at the score board only to see my proxy who had gotten me into the final group on Sunday had shot +10 through 15 holes that day and I was now in 3rd place. It was Tiger Woods, Frank Lickliter, and then me.
Now how the hell did I have Frank Lickliter placing second in my dream?? What does this mean?? I am so confused by this dream I can't begin to tell you.
Well, the dream continued with a party at Jim Furyk's house in Maui, but the house was also a boat and we ended up sailing through the streets of Venice but the thing that bothers me most is why Frank Lickliter was able to penetrate my dreams? Oh well, if anyone has a theory let me know. I’m off to bed. If I have any more weird golf dreams I’ll be sure to report them.
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