Oh well. At least I'm terrible at the Golf Club of California. If you're going to be terrible somewhere, it may as well be nice.
(Actually, I did have one highlight... par three on the back nine, 9-iron, hit it pin high, rolled it left to right, right in front of the cup... we all gasped. Ball stopped about five feet right of the pin. Missed the birdie putt, of course.)
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