The Masters and THEE Johnny Orr. 

 I need to work on my game.

First of all, did I tell you that Thursday is my very favorite day of the week? Well, it is. Even though I have no plans tonight to go out and live it up on Main Street in Gillette, Wyoming a girl can still get her groove on. Whatevs, I haven't even showered yet today and it's just gross. I've been unpacking and sorting stuff all day; so ya, I've been working. Hard. HA! 

With The Masters starting today everyone is talking golf.  I do like to play, but I'm pretty awful. Plus I hate my golf bag. Anyway what I really like to do is socialize, drive the golf cart as well as get the prettiest balls I can find. Whatever. I hate to participate in any sport that I'm not at least "good" at. I just have never practiced golf and that is what it would take for me to at least not miss the cute ball I'm teeing off. But, I do like to socialize and love to get in on a fun round in charity events or couples night.

Let me get back to Johnny Orr- but I needed to let you know how my skills roll on the course. 

When I was working at the radio ranch we were a major sponsor of a golf tournament at Beaver Hills Golf Course in Cedar Falls, IA benefiting the Alzheimer's Association and Coach Orr was the guest speaker as this directly affected his life. His families life. His wife had Alzheimer's.  That year I was a "Champion" in the Cedar Valley for the Association, creating awareness for this devastating disease. Let me tell you, thank your lucky stars if you do not know anyone that has Alzheimer's. It is horrible.  My Grandpa Pollock was one that was in the clutches of this deathly disease.  He is dearly missed. Love you and think about you so much, Grandpa! Oh the stories I could share about his life....In time.

Back to the golfing and Johnny Orr. Well, I'm at Beaver Hills (The "cool" peeps call it Beaver for short. Notice I added Hills. Thank you.)  for the event, and find I'm in a foursome that included "The Chief" - (my boss at the radio ranch),  one of his cohorts, and Johnny Orr. THEE JOHNNY ORR. The former head coach of the men's basketball team of the ISU Cyclones. The coach that led ISU to their first NCAA tournament like in forty years. The Johnny Orr that remains one of the winningest coach in Iowa State history. It was a crazy moment for me. My palms were sweating.

Seriously, I was really excited and happy to be able to be on the same team!!  Even though I hated my golf bag, and I was experiencing head phone hair (looked like a pinhead) from being on air that day I was pretty damn excited! Until I remembered he will end up hating me because he likes to win. And I like to win, but I do realize I am horrible at golf. Ugh. I had to use the bathroom before we teed off I was so nervous about being the worst on the team. At least I had cute balls to play with. 

We were well into the game and the four of us were having a blast and he didn't seem to notice that I sucked. BAD. "The Chief" reminded me. Every few minutes. Well, I had a couple good shots.  Until it happened. Oh my gosh I remember it like it was yesterday. To me it was in 
S L O O W W W motion.

I    ALMOST   KILLED   THEE   JOHNNY    ORR. 

That's right. Your girl, right here. 

 I got a club out of my icky bag. I got a cute ball and teed up. My cute ball had to go aloooong way.  I tried my hardest to hit it like no other. I tried my best to keep my head down.  Well, it sliced. Towards Johnny Orr's temple. And I mean it was a dead ringer for his head. Left side of his head, to be exact. The temp.

"The Chief" yelled, Johnny saw it coming, and I stood there with my pin head and my mouth open. I almost killed Johnny Orr. OMG I wouldn't want to see those headlines. Well, Coach Orr was pretty slick on those cleats because he shucked and jived and ducked VERY fast and it missed him. I thank my angels I didn't take him out. I probably should have thanked his angels as well.

The game wrapped, we had a wonderful dinner and he was an excellent, entertaining speaker and Champion in the name of Alzheimer's. We shook hands and I'm pretty sure I could see the fear in his eyes.

Yes, with the Masters this week it brings back memories. Memories that I need to practice my swing. Too much of a slice. From what I'm told anyway. I'm not going to bring up the fact I almost killed Johnny Orr anymore. People out here in Gillette don't know.  I just need to get out there and practice, dang-it!

 I'm going to shower.


Grandma Becker's entry for this day:

April 11, 1990
"Much cooler-Doing few things around the house. Cleaned around refrig. Gerald repaired catches on cupboard doors! Had expected to take Helen out for lunch but too windy and chilly. Wrote a note to Eugene Baldwin in rest home in Iowa Falls. 
Went to Freeman's to eat & "500" at Jims' - very chilly evening."
   

~It's a great day to be alive-make it a great day~ 
   

 
xoxo
Melody