We greying goats of the Association look good on paper. We have all the metrics. Our SARs (strokes above replacement) are all high, or low, whichever is better, nobody quite knows. Our CRS is off the charts … we think the letters stand for Crown Royal Shots, and whether that’s true or not, we act on our beliefs.
We’re out there, in all our splendor, like peacocks about to be rebuffed at the door of the peahenhouse.
And our trophy, such as it is, is back in play.
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