It was a bad news/good news night. I DID pitch my Coyote into that small pond mentioned before. But I redeemed myself by acing the lagoon hole. I was thinking about skipping it. Glad I didn't. Curved a forehand in and heard the loud ching. I even got applause from the lifeguard. I may have to show up for league next week with that case of beer Duane tells me I'm supposed to bring.