Bredow's Thank You Note from 2006

I also would like to send my thanks to everyone for the trip. Who would have thought that twelve guys in Palm Springs could have such a great time! Wait ... that didn't come out right. Well, you know what I mean. I am finding myself daydreaming at work about tee shots, club selection, and those beautiful courses.

I have to give special thanks to Montecor, the only person with the patience and passion to put together such a remarkable trip year after year. Thanks for doing this once again Dave. It's an honor for a hack like myself to be invited. I hope the king size bed and the low scores were enough thanks for all your hard work.

To The Great White, your great golf game and easy going attitude inspire me. I look forward to my golf lessons from you someday in addition to receiving that herd of camels in return for my daughters hand in marriage to Andrew. And for the record, who would ever bet big on a six four suited before the flop? I don't care what John says.

To John "team mom" Sandoval, thanks for the sandwiches and orange slices. Not to mention the steak, salad, and pork chops. You have the gift of hospitality and you use it well. It made it hard to be mad at you for keeping me awake with all that snoring. And seriously, the six four suited was brilliant. I don't care what Brian says.

Thanks To Scott Rojas who allowed John Heddon and I to be in the presence of greatness. Shadow Ridge was the greatest example of grace under fire as Scott fired the most nonchalant 78 (or whatever it was) I've ever seen in my life. Only Scott could hit that "one in a million shot" 78 times in a row. And to John for not sneezing in my backswing. Twice.

Thanks to "Cool Carl" Lachman for being such a gentleman (despite that one round where you burped or farted in the middle of every backswing), even going so far as to let me hit your golf ball out of the sand when I couldn't find my own. At least we think that might have happened.

To Dave "Long Drive" Deboe who continues to amaze me with his play. It's always a pleasure to watch you play and to match up with you in poker. I have only three parting words for you. Ball go far.

Thanks to my chauffer Mark "Boomis" Loomis who carted me around all weekend. You drink a buttload of Gatorade, my friend. I commend you on your vastly improved ball striking and your new fancy set of clubs. It must be true that spending money on your game without practice is the quickest and most effective way to improve your game.

To Mike Hernandez, my nemesis. You played fantastic. Thanks for the great pad to crash in and the words of encouragement on the golf course. Nice touch on the matching final round 92 - great way to end our not so bitter rivalry.

Thanks to Dave "Card Shark" Chitty. No matter what I had in my hand I was always afraid to go in against you. I don't know why that is. Maybe it's that friendly smile you always have. It's a pleasure on the golf course, but a bit unsettling in poker.

Lastly my thanks to Jason "Babs" Barbieri. Fantastic golf and a great attitude. It's always so fun to see you and catch up on life. And seriously, that last hole on Firecliff was awesome. Kudos to you shelving your pride and pandering to the unruly crowd. You have earned all of our respect with your phenomenal perserverance.

So that's it for me for 2006. Once again I thank you all for allowing me to hack up the course alongside so many great golfers. My theory of playing once a year paid off again with another personal best. Next year I'm gunning for 89!

Dennis

Chitty's Thank You Note from 2006

Thanks to every one of you for adding immeasurable pleasure to my pathetic, unexciting life last weekend.

Thanks to Dave Little for finding the will and the way to get it all done.

Thanks to John Sandoval for inspiring me to stand my ground when all around me are howling their displeasure at my actions.

Thanks to Brian White for the light in the darkness.

Thanks to Scott Rojas for showing all of us that breakfast burritos probably are the actual "breakfast of champions".

Thanks to Dennis Bredow for reminding us that a great sense of humor probably is better for you than even the breakfast of champions.

Thanks to Jason for taking me off the hook as giving the worst performance at Desert Willow (was that really a 16 on number 18?)

Thanks to Dave Deboe for the kind instruction in just about everything.

Thanks to Mike Hernandez for lining up the palace.

Thanks to Mark Loomis for the kind words.

Thanks to Carl "Iceman" Lachman for modeling even-tempered behavior at all times and for imspiring me toward completely clean and responsible living. Even so I still can't do it.

Thanks to John Heddon for stepping in for Angelo - sort of a kinder gentler Ted, so he has that going for him, which is nice.

Gunga-la-gunga.

Have a great summer - see you next fall