One Long Wait

Cam and I left at 7 a.m. this morning for his golf tournament at Etna Acres.  I checked my email several times before we headed out and on the way down as the forecast called for storms.  It was clear when we arrived, but that soon changed.  Cameron's group was called to the tee and within a minute the skies opened up to a torrential downpour.  At that point those in charge of the outing delayed the start times by an hour.  Cam and I decided to wait it out and see what would happen.  After looking at the radar we were both skeptical that anything would change.  We kept ourselves busy in the van watching the puddles on the first tee increase greatly.  The skies cleared long enough for a maintenance worker to squeegee off the first green.  Cameron and I got a kick out of that.  We had seen the squeegee used effectively in tennis, but this was a first for us in golf.

Shortly after 10:30 we were told that they would make a definite decision at 11 a.m.  We could have withdrawn at that point, but we wouldn't have gotten our $40 entry fee back.  Thus, we decided to give it one last try.  Eleven came and went without any word.  We were both frustrated at that point, but as the rain had ended for the day we thought there was a chance that he'd get his round in or at least nine holes.  At 11:15 we were told once again that there would be a half hour delay.  I'm pretty sure I loudly blurted out, "You've got to be kidding me!"  We left the parking lot with the idea of getting something to eat.  We knew that if the tournament started soon, Cam would have to have lunch or he'd go all afternoon without eating.  Unfortunately, the closest place to eat was eleven miles away.  Therefore, we turned back hoping at this point to hear that it was cancelled.  Cam had lost his enthusiasm to play and I was all out of patience for the group running the tournament.  We returned to watch the maintenance man now trying to squeegee off the first tee.  It didn't do much for the tee box, but it made Cameron and I laugh.  Soon after their attempt it was finally announced that the tournament was cancelled.  Cam and I secretly cheered and on the way home celebrated our own victory - an extra $40 for our trip to Bloomington.