Relative Competitors

Posted by on August 10, 2014 at 9:55 am :: No Comments

The ladies in my family gave the entire gang of boys a group gift for Father’s Day this year: a golf outing together. After all, boys, bonding, and big sticks belong together.

Everyone's got their own swing; Drew's just looks more absurd than most.

Everyone’s got their own swing; Drew’s just looks more absurd than most.

According to the family rumor mill, the men quite enjoyed themselves, although it was pretty hot. My dad’s team, despite his partners being the youngest members of this masculine consortium, won the game.

Nine members of my clan went on this sporty outing.

Nine members of my clan went on this sporty outing.

Despite his seeming glumness, Benson did have a good time.

Despite his seeming glumness, Benson did have a good time.

Breakfast at IHOP followed this prestigious match so that those trounced could drown their losses in syrup, one of the better balms for defeat.

The little guys were spent by the end of the tournament.

The little guys were spent by the end of the tournament.

Drew decided to coach Jadon at the end of the game when his pointers were pointless.

Drew decided to coach Jadon at the end of the game when his pointers were pointless.

I guess it just takes a little turf and some pars to tie a family together.

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