A Game of Inches

Played with the boys yesterday morning.  That would be Jack Lents, Jack Butcher and Kenny Hudson.  You remember that Jack Lents, my good neighbor to the southeast, has been running up his flag count the last three times we've played together.  Yesterday he came within a whisker or two of continuing that trend.  With three flags piled up on top of each other (that means we all missed the putting surface at #3 and #7), he and I both hit the green with our tee shots.  It took three different measurements using two different methods (stepping it off and then using the flag as a measuring tool), for him to finally concede that his shot was five or six inches further away than mine.  Dang the luck.  He went flagless on the back nine as well - I picked up the ones at three and nine while Jack Butcher got the one at seven.  Though Jack finally decided to share the flag glory, he didn't walk away with out a laurel stick: his net 69 was low score for the day.  I came in with a 71, Jack Butcher a 73 and Kenny Hudson a horrendous 86.  The skins: JB had 5, MB had 4, JL had 1 and KH had nada.  Sad to say, no hole-in-ones, again.  Won't be long before we try again though.