Book Club, Chapter 3

For October's Book Club meeting, we decided to take our talents to the mini golf course. We met up at Winger's for dinner and then went to Boondocks for the golf. Unfortunately, there were only four of us (myself, Derrick Peck, Eric Veater, and his friend Matt), but the competition was fierce none-the-less. It was pretty funny because nobody even knew what the prize was for winning, but they were giving it their best. Here's some pics of the action:

So by the end of the game, I had a pretty sizable lead and the prize was mine for the taking. Only one thing stood between me and eternal mini golf glory... King Tut. Again, I was kicking butt and nobody was going to catch me, but I couldn't argue with this:

Derrick aced the last hole and freaking King Tut declared him the winner! There was fire and everything! I thought about trying to argue but when the gods have spoken, the gods have spoken... I guess it's like they always say: "Even if you have the lowest score, King Tut can still make you lose." Here's the scorecard and Mr. Peck, with the prize, the Golden Golf Ball. Bling bling:

Derrick freaking Peck, Mini Golf King