This is the start of Day #3 of the Testosterone Open.
Here is the group just about to tee off at Spanish Bay. Don, Mike, and Marc are all hurting cowboys from the night before. We were up until midnight drinking wine and smoking cigars and behaving untowards to anyone within speaking distance.
This will prove to be one the of worst rounds played in recent history.
That's Tarun (my adopted son from India -- Madonna has nothing on me!) on the right.
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At this point, Don was so hungover, he couldn't see the cameraman.
Once again we staarted off the morning with the Dungeness Crab Eggs Benedict in room for breakfast. I could barely see my plate.
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