Rob's Pictures From Golfing In The Twelve Bridges Elementary Charity Tournament
October 3rd, 2008

Recently, Twelve Bridges Elementary School in Lincoln, CA held a charity golf tournament at Catta Verdera Country Club to help them keep their school its’ extracurricular activities funded. Knowing the power our show brings with it, they invited Rob & Arnie to play and sold their tournament out! Arnie played with some VIP’s from the school and I auctioned off a couple of spots to listeners to round out my group, which also included Dawn’s husband, Gary Dumb-Dumb.

Upon checking in, it was hard to find our names on both the master check-in sheet and our golf cart. For some reason, they had my last name beginning with an “L,” as in Loser? Liar? Lanky? Whatever…they also comedically listed Gary only as Dumb Dumb. Hysterical.

I arrived packing the same Ziploc bag I always bring to a golf course, complete with tons of cigars, lighters, and snack bars.

Winning bidder #1, listener Tony has arrived! Tony was very cool and lots of fun though not a very good golfer.

Our other high bidder, Sue, an aspiring architect, rounded out our group. She did a great job of tolerating our “boy-ish” behavior, cigars, drinking and cursing and was a cool chick who really wanted to show Arnie that girls DO know how to golf. Sue ended up sinking two of our birdie putts.

Lots of people complimented me on one of my birthday presents from my wife, brand new Foot Joy golf shoes with red lizard striping.

Soon after warming up on the driving range, the first of 3 cigars for the day was lit.

HEY HEY HEY…here comes Arnie!

Separated at birth? Arnie and Tony…

As usual, Arnie and I entertain the group with our witty banter and whacky stories with over the top physical gestures!

Having entertained the crowd, Arnie waddles back to his group to begin a long day of sweating.

Dawn’s husband Gary and I as we enjoy cigars on the course.

Since the tournament was for 12 Bridges Elementary school, each hole was decorated with a sign made by one of the classes, then signed on the back by all of the students.

Sue brought the greatest golf-club head cover ever. If you squeeze the ear, it brays.

No round of golf is complete without a bottle of homemade cognac iced tea.

Here was a disgusting new habit from Gary. Since it was warm, he got a towel wet, rubbed it all over his sweaty bald head and then shoved the towel back into the ice chest to keep it cold and wet. Every time I wanted a drink I had to move his gross-ass towel.

Here is Gary standing on the very bench he threw in a fit of immature rage months ago during a pitiful round of golf.

The tournament was a “scramble” format and the winning score was a “54,” because people cheat. We did not cheat and shot a 68, which is not very good for a scramble, but we only had 1 ½ golfers!

And for all of our trouble, we got this gorgeous plaque.

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