Shit, golf and baseball are DIFFERENT???
And I was so happy about this team being subpar.
I casually mentioned to Enos Cabell after watching another in a series of his perfect 300 yard drives with a 1 iron, "JEZUS, E, how come you didn't hit more home runs?"
"(Expletive deleted) you, (expletive deleted), I hit some home runs. Goff-ball just sittin' there; baseball start out at ya' head before winding up in the dirt out of your reach, and you just standin' there lookin' stupid cuz' you just swung at it to protect yourself!"
(all laugh, including Cabell & me; one man spills cocktail, he's laughing so hard, which creates MORE expletives to be deleted and laughter).
"Yeah, you STILL swing at it, unless it's comin' from somebody like Gibson or Jenkins or Nolan, 'cuz then it's gonna run up ON ya', hit ya in the (expletive deleted) head, if you don't get out of the way. You Try to hit THAT goff-ball, (expletive deleted)."
Laughter delays 2nd golfer from teeing up his drive for six minutes; group behind us allowed to play through, until they find out why we're laughing. Bevacqua and Cabell make command decision and decide to play an eight-some for the last three holes, in the process creating five new games. We hired a consultant on the spot to keep up with all the games, presses and dollars.
Nicest, funniest most down to earth professional athlete I've ever met.