Date: Fri, 4 Dec 2020 14:30:44 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Simmons <illuminati12353@yahoo.com>
Subject: It was always about the bets 196

NOTE: Nemacolin Woodlands is a 4 star resort, located in Farmington, PA
which is about a 90 minute car drive from Pittsburgh. It was started in
1968 by Willard Rockwell as a hunting reserve with an air strip, golf
course and a stocked trout stream. It changed hands between Western PA
elite families a number of times and was eventually purchased by Joseph
Hardy, founder of 84 Lumber. The upgrades were enormous and currently has
a 5 star rating. It is for the super rich and some rooms come with a
butler. It also has a number of condos and less expensive options. Search
it for more details.


BACK TO THE STORY


I was up before the alarm and tense and the run with everyone helped.
Back at the house, I put coffee on and started to read the paper and
laughed when there was a small article about Jim. It stated what he had
told me that while Pitt was still in the works, he had opened his
recruiting.  I was glad to read that there would be a decision before the
first football game and that he was looking forward to a state
championship. I grabbed a cup of coffee and went to my room, found a pair
of khakis and an Oakmont golf shirt. With that accomplished, I jumped
into the shower and simply let the hot water stream over my head. Finally
it was time to leave for the airport. With the usual lack of traffic on
Saturday morning, it was a quick easy drive. I sat in the car and called
the resort and confirmed the landing reservations. I was offered a
discount if I wanted to book a room, I simply declined the offer saying
it was just for lunch. Then inside, I submitted a VFR flight plan and the
guy laughed. I said I know but the Major insists, he thinks I'll get
lost. The guy shook his head and said, you could walk there.


I went to the service line and started with the pre-check and the damn
fuel was first, it was full and just as I started there was an
announcement calling me to the terminal. I said Fuck, why can't she get
here on her own. At the terminal I saw her dressed in very preppy,
upscale casual and expensive clothes. I got a hug, which I returned and
said let's go. Back at the plane I asked her to get in and I finished
the pre-check. Once I got in, I asked how she was and she said nervous
about the day. I laughed and said Carrie, it will be what it becomes but
it needs to become sooner than later. There was no comment and I started
the plane and checked the RPM's and oil pressure. Then I took a beep
breath and contacted the tower and it took longer that usual to be
cleared to taxi and a wait till clearance for takeoff. It was simply a
beautiful weekend morning and lots of people doing what we were doing.
Just before takeoff I looked over and she was staring at me and I said,
please put the headphones on. Just then we were cleared and we were off.
I found RT 51 and started to follow it and she asked Mike, why wouldn't
you pick me up this morning? Carrie, because I didn't want to have to
drive you home. There is no guarantee this is going to end well but it
ends one way or the other. She started to cry and I snapped, DON'T YOU
FUCKING START WITH THE DAMN GAMES, TEARS HAVE NEVER WORKED WITH ME. Look
Carrie, I'm giving you and me a chance and I never said it would be
easy. You bitching about not being picked up was not a good start for me.


I thought fuck this and turned off RT 51 and headed Southeast, on a
diagonal. I figured I would  simply hit RT 40 soon enough. It was a
flight over farms and rural areas and that was relaxing, well for me. I
asked what she had been doing. She said mostly work and some Summer
reading for school. I laughed and said damn I haven't even started that.
She laughed and said well from what I hear it won't matter as you
managed a half day schedule. I said that and I really want to be done in
January. She said you will lose your AP college credits. Well Carrie, if
I can't work something out I'm good as by this time next week I'll
have 12 credits from CMU and making up history 101 will be a fucking walk
in the park. Just then I saw RT 40 and checked the weather and called the
resort landing strip. We were immediately cleared to land and there was a
slight cross wind. We put the plane beside a lot of other crafts and I
had the smallest and least expensive plane there. I just laughed and
thought fuck this place. We were walking around and she took my hand and
said, I'm sorry about the drama in the plane. I said well old habits are
hard to break. Mike, it wasn't like that. Ok Carrie, what was it like?
Mike, you just upset me. Well Carrie there are a number of places to eat
here, what you hungry for? She was quiet and I said well Rockwell's is a
steak house and she said what about Lautrec? I said whatever and we
looked at a resort map and started off to a 5 star restaurant for lunch.
As soon as we got there I knew I hated the joint. We were almost
underdressed and the food was very upscale and expensive and I looked at
Carrie and thought, damn she is so comfortable. Me not at all and I liked
the more rustic, I guess the old money atmosphere. Carrie ordered a
"Shirley Temple" and I asked for an Arnold Palmer and was asked what
was that? I said never mind iced tea would work. Apparently this places
isn't a lunch place and we were told it was an experiment. She ordered
Shrimp Scampi and I ordered Crab Cakes. I said Carrie, we have been
together for a little over an hour and have not talked about one serious
thing, well except for the minor fight. She looked at me took my hand and
said, can we please have the serious conversation after lunch, this place
is so marvelous. I said ok and was thinking did she actually fucking say
marvelous? The drinks came and she was going on and on about the place.
The food came and well the Crab Cakes were great and she was raving about
the Scampi. The conversation continued along the very inane topics that
she choose. When lunch was over and the waiter asked if there was
anything else? I said no but have the staff figure out what an Arnold
Palmer is and that it did not take a mixology degree. I got a curt,
certainly,  I'll be back with the bill. I simply handed him my card and
said I'm sure the bill is correct. He returned quickly with the receipt
and I added 20% for a tip, looked at Carrie and asked are you ready? She
said sure and thanks that was fantastic.


Again she took my hand and we started outside and when we got to the
door, it was opened by a doorman. I was wondering if that required a tip
and why people needed to have a door opened. Once outside I found a bench
and we sat down and I said Carrie, you have changed. I would never have
thought that you would be into a place like this and yet you enjoyed it
every bit as much as I hated it. She laughed and said, you were just
pissed off over the drink. I laughed out loud and said, there was nothing
about the place that I liked, well except the food. Mike, it was elegant
and special. Carrie, it was totally over the top and very expensive. She
said, well I'm sorry, I guess you are the Country Club type. I said,
well let's walk some. We got up from the bench and she tried to give me
a kiss and I said well not yet and there you go again.


I said Carrie, still no discussion on our issues, where are you? She said
Mike, I understand the business issues and the attention you attract. It
is just that you are so fucking sexy, I need you. Then she said so where
are you? I said with a person I don't recognize anymore and concerned
about my bank account. I can't believe you think this place is
marvelous, let alone that you use that word, like one of the flighty
cheerleaders at school. We used to like the same things. Sure I like
Oakmont, it is classy in a meaningful way, well to me. Carrie, I think
it's time we get back home. This trip was good for me and I learned a
lot about myself, that was important to learn. We have become two very
different people and it is time to accept that and move on. She
immediately wound up and tried to slap my face and I grabbed her arm and
said, that's another swing and a miss and strike three. You do that
again and I'll have a car drive you home, your fucking choice and thanks
for making this easy for me. So plane or car, I can afford either. She
looked at me and was furious and said, I don't give a fuck asshole. I
said fine then walk for all I care. I turned and started to walk away.
She jumped on my back and screamed, I FUCKING LOVE YOU. I said Carrie,
well I can honestly say, I DON'T FEEL THE SAME WAY. Now how do you want
to get home? She said the plane please.


We quickly walked to the plane and I said, just get in. I did the
pre-check and was immediately cleared for take off and I immediately did
the diagonal route, found RT 51, checked the weather and was cleared for
landing. At the airport I grabbed my log and started to the car. She
yelled Michael and I stopped and she said, thanks for the day and I
realize you are right. We are different and I was looking for an easy way
to obtain the life style I wanted. Thanks for stopping me, I'll find my
own way to places like Lautrec. I said well good luck with that and if
possible keep the drama at school to a minimum. She smiled and said no
drama, I'll just be me. We hugged and I sat in my car and filled out two
days of flight logs and drove home.


I ran things through my mind on the drive home and was convinced that it
was over. I looked around in my head and could find not a trace of here.
Even the boxes that were there to keep her in we're gone. It was like
she never existed. I laughed and wondered how long that would be and
decided to go very, very slow in the girlfriend department. I was
actually in a fantastic mood and thought fuck that was an expensive day
but worth every cent, it I was real.


Back at home I went right to the scotch and poured a reasonable drink and
went to my chair on the deck. I was totally relaxed and suddenly I
realized Megan was sitting beside me. I looked over and she said well
welcome back. I said thanks, I tend to do that when relaxed. So MJ, your
day went well? I said well I took Carrie to Nemacolin and she wanted to
have lunch at Lautrec and it was awful, well for me. She, however thought
it was marvelous. Megan laughed hard and said damn, she said something
was marvelous around you? She raved about the place all during lunch and
wouldn't talk about serious shit as she was enjoying the elegant
environment. By the time the food came, I was ready to kill her. We have
changed so much and both in different directions but she hugged, me,
tried to kiss me and eventually tried to slap my face. I basically said
that was strike three and she could get in the plane or I would have a
driver get her home. Megan, she was using sex to get at my money and to
finance the lifestyle she didn't want to earn. Megan, it was easy at
that point and on the drive home, I searched my head and couldn't find a
trace of her. Megan got up and said MJ, first loves are always the
hardest to get over. She rubbed my head and said, oh I was to ask you to,
well in your dads words, get a fucking haircut. I laughed and we walked
into the house together.


On the counter I found the shopping list and thought, why not as there is
nothing else to do. The list wasn't that big and I added some shit that
I wanted. I was waiting at the deli counter and Jan came up to me and
said, I don't care how you do it but get Jace a place to live, I can't
stand the egotistical jerk. I laughed and said anything for you, bitch. I
thought well there are only 2 more ex-girlfriends to make my day
complete. I finished the shopping and drove home. As soon as I pulled in
the driveway Cole was there and it was only a couple of trips and damn
even dad helped put things away. I looked at Cole and asked, what the
fuck you doing home on a Saturday night? He pulled me aside and said,
it's the monthly good news. I laughed so hard as it was ridiculous and I
managed to say, I have never though of it that way. Then he asked about
Carrie and I said later and in my room, she is gone and I couldn't be
happier. Then I asked if he had clubs handy or did we have to get them in
the morning. He said MJ, they are new again and all three sets are in the
garage. He said they needed to be an inch longer and the groves were
getting flat. I just shook my head and asked dad, do you have a minute?
He said sure my office.


We sat in the guest chairs which was different and I said, just catching
you up. He said, well that is appreciated. Dad, Friday was a blast as I
flew to Annapolis, picked up Jack's brother, made him buy me lunch and
flew back. Then I told him the Carrie story and he asked, you sure? Dad
it was the trifecta, she tried sexual moves, admitted she liked my money
and tried to slap my face. It's OVER, on the flight back in the silence
I searched my head and damn, her apartment was empty. He laughed and
said, well now I hope you will be happier. Dad, the next step is being
certified to fly a twin engine plane. I will need a bunch of practice and
I'll do a lot of that on a simulator and pay for an instructor. That
will free Jim and Jack up until I'm ready and that will involve about 3
hours and a flight test. Dad took a big breath and said well a second
engine will help me relax. Then he said ok, my turn. I just looked and he
said you have an excellent team in place and I am expecting you to take
more time off or at least out of the office. I know you are about to go
nuts on football, just try to have some fun. Last thing, all this flying
is good as it has slowed down the drinking. Remember your mom and Bill
and what they became. I smiled and said, seriously? Then he said, thanks
and get out or here. As I got to the door he said Mike, haircut. I said a
buzz cut for football.


In my room I thought about the summer reading and looked at the list and
thought damn, nothing I really like. I jotted down the small list and
would simply buy the books. I started to look at messages and there were
none that were important or even needed my attention. The emails were the
same way and I diverted two to Major Jim to deal with. Just then Cole
came in sat in the leather chair and said, ok details and no short cuts.
I went through the entire day in detail and when I go to the MARVELOUS
part he literally fell out of the chair saying how did you not puke?
That's just so junior High. When I told him I offered to have her driven
home he asked is that even possible? I said anything there is possible,
it just costs a shit load. Fuck, I spent almost $700 this afternoon and
they didn't know what an Arnold Palmer was. Once I finished the tale of
my day we did something we haven't done in a while and just hung out and
talked. I was feeling bad that we let this get so long. The subject
finally turned to golf and the round tomorrow I said we had a 9:00 tee
time and we needed to be on good behavior. He said absolutely. On his way
out he said I'm not running in the morning. I said well I'll let Ray
and JJ figure that out. It should be wheels up at 7:00 so we need to
leave at 6:30. Cole laughed and said well we can simply tell them we are
golfing. Good night, I need to organize my new clubs. I laid out Latrobe
golf clothes and took a long hot shower and jumped into bed and was
instantly asleep.


I was up before the alarm and dressed and went down stairs and Cole
dressed in a sweatsuit and said let's go, I want to try the new clubs. I
grabbed some coffee and we were off and I was wondering about Cole's
dress. It was a ridiculous short flight and one accomplished with no
drama. There was a car at our disposal and it was a 5 minute drive to the
Club. I went into the Pro Shop and was told that we were set for 9:00, I
said thanks and went to hit some putts. I was mostly expecting AP to
appear and two young pros appeared and introduced themselves and asked
where Cole was? I said trying out his new clubs. They found it amusing
that he would take new clubs on the course with just a warmup on the
range. I laughed and said $100 best ball, Summer rules? They said sure
and Cole appeared and Mark and Max introduced themselves. Cole excused
himself and went into the locker room and when he came out I was stunned
and just started laughing, as he had on black plus 4's black and gold
striped socks, a Steeler shirt and a gold "Patty Cap" with the NFL logo
on the front. I just shook my head and he said well you said to have fun.
We all settled on the bet which remained best ball, match play and no
carryovers. Once that was settled I grabbed a golf ball and said, choose
odd or even, winner determines who's up first. Turned out that we won
and Cole immediately said, you guys are up, it could easily be the last
time today. They both hit perfect shots down the middle and just short of
the driveway, as did I. Cool took the driver out of his bag, stuck a gold
tee with a black stripe in the ground, stood behind the ball, lined up
took one practice swing and then hit a shot and I just looked in
disbelief. It took off on a line and then seemed to hit afterburners and
never moved a foot right or left. It hit the fairway well past the road
and was a quarter of the was up the hill. He was less that 50 yards from
the hole. It had to travel 350 yards. He looked at me and said, you play
safe and I'll have fun. It was an easy uphill 18" putt and we were +1.


Walking up the hill to the second tee, I put my arm around him and said
dude, your an ass but this is fun. On the second hole I hit an average
shot 15 feet from the hole and Cole's shot hit the pin and almost went
in but another birdie and we were +2. On the third tee he said Mike
please hit a good shot I really want to try hitting it over the water. I
hit a 3 iron in perfect place and Cole stuck a tee in the ground, did the
pre-shot routine and the three of us just looked. Max said no fucking way
in hell. Cole's drive was different this time as it went straight and
just starter fading right, a perfect fade and it was way over the water
and way way up the hill in the first cut. Just then we heard, " you in
the funny outfit, my cart. I need to see where that went." Palmer was in
a cart laughing. Cole, handed me his club and jumped in with AP and they
were both laughing. Mark looked and me and asked, who is that kid, no one
has ever done that. That shot resulted in another win and we were +3. For
some reason Cole settled down on the next two holes and had pars and he
was still rinding with the boss. On the par 5 sixth hole he hit the green
in two with a drive and a 7 iron and a one putt eagle. Then it was back
to the conservative Cole, fairways and middle of the greens and he
finished the front nine -5 and with my one birdie we had the match well
in hand. Cole returned to my cart in a great mood saying, we are going to
eat that the office not the club. I said ok and as we both were making
pars on the back the lead was down to 2 and I asked, so Cole you going to
play or settle for -5 he said I'll win the two par 5's and it will be
over. Well he birdied both and didn't win and he was now -7 and we were
up by two holes. On 18 I said ok, if you birdie 18 and we don't tie, you
get the entire winnings. He laughed and said, cool but I was going to do
that anyway. He hit the best drive of the day and asked so which level in
the pin on? I said front one. He laughed and said watch this and he hit a
9 iron and in the air I knew it was on the back level. It hit, took one
bounce and spun back hard and ended up 5 feet from the hole on the front
level. Mark said $10 he misses and I smiled and said that's a bet. It
was dead center and Cole finished with a 64, I was at 71 and the others
were both -2. We shook hands and Max asked Cole, just who the fuck are
you? Cole laughed and said, Cole Simmons, Sr.


Cole gladly took the cash and I grabbed and witnessed the card as did
Mark and Max. It was then a shower and Cole changed into normal clothes,
we jumped into a golf card, drove down the driveway, across the road and
up the private drive and passed a couple of houses and to a small white
aluminum building. We were greeted by the receptionist and was told to
simply go to the back, Cole's eyes were large and he was amazed at all
the clubs in various stages of assembly and all the trophies and awards.
AP was hitting ball off a mat over his car and into a net. We shook hands
and Cole was asked, so how low did you go and I handed AP the card and he
laughed and said, damn good. Tell me about the drive on 3 and why? He
said well it was early in the match, we were up 2 and MJ was safe, I
always wanted to see it that could be done. All of a sudden a table and
three chairs were set up as were club sandwiched and drinks. It was a
very casual and fun event with lots of stories and even Cole had a few. I
asked if they had selected a caddie for the scholarship and he said, he
would have that to me soon. I reminded him that it was a full ride, not
to exceed 4 years. I was then asked if I actually risked Cole's life by
flying here and I laughed and said, well I have a lot of hours under my
belt and that includes picking up a guy at the Naval Academy. When lunch
was over he said thanks for the visit and said, by the way, you impressed
the shit out of the queen of amateur golf. We shook hands and were driven
to the airport. It was an easy flight and we were home a little before
4:00.


I grabbed a beer and went to my room, hoping someone was dealing with
dinner and started working on my messages and emails and planning the
week.



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