So we returned to the Grand Shithole on Tuesday to play BASIS Phoenix and Lincoln Prep. It was 108 degrees and a bit windy and Trevor was +6 after six holes, with only one par. He finally got it together on #7 with a par as the team battled with darkness. Another par on #8 and he was running to the final tee box, a 355 yard par 5 (yes, par 5). He drilled his tee shot about 275 yards, aided by a rock hard fairway. We finally found the ball and I had to run and stand behind the pin so he could see it. I couldn't see the ball in the air but I heard it land and watched it track perfectly as it broke a couple of feet right to the hole, coming to rest about six inches away. The tap in eagle gave him the win!
The boy and I had an absolute blast with Cliff and his buddy Normy. Normy looks very much like Jim Furyk. I LOVED this course - lots of elevation changes in a gorgeous setting. The kid shot an 81 and notched his 10th birdie of the year when he drove the green on the short par four 9th hole and two putted from the first cut. His reward was a ride in Uncle Cliff's Ferrari back to his place where we hung out for a couple of hours before our flight home.

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