Bob Hatfield's 60th Birthday at The Masters

My Dad turned 60 recently and we ventured down to Augusta, GA to celebrate at The Masters. What an incredible experience. The history, the tradition, the beauty of Augusta National Golf Course. My Dad described it as "Disneyland for golf fans." I love how they don't allow cell phones on the course, so the only way you know the score is by watching the old-style scoreboards with number panels or by word-of-mouth. It removes all other distractions and allows you to focus on one thing and one thing only: Golf.

I was lucky to see my #2 live sports moment of all time at The Masters. Here it is. The epic shot by Bubba Watson (my Dad's pick to win!). Uncle John and I were within 10 ft. of him! Euphoric, amazing. I get chills watching it.



My #1 live sports moment of all time is this throw and catch. My head just popped off with chills.



Happy birthday Dad! You're the best! Can't wait for the next adventure.

RT #7: The Kentucky Derby

Partying. And drama. And heat. And more drama. And more partying. And really loud roosters. Reunion Trip #7 took us down to Louisville, KY for the Kentucky Derby. Arguably the dirtiest RT to date (which is really saying something), my favorite line of the weekend did not come from an RT Member, but instead a gangster Janitor at Expo Five who yelled out to no one in particular “You guys are fucking killing me!” when the line for the bathrooms wrapped around the corner and guys are clogging toilets, leaving their used underwear in the corner of the stall, urinating all over the place and blasting through toilet paper like it's going out of style, all of which he had to clean up.

Spending two days at the Expo Five RV Parking Lot / year-round flea market and attending the Kentucky Derby was an experience full of contradictions. Going to the largest horse race event in the world….and never seeing a horse. Showering next to mentally retarded guy in a wheelchair taking a shit…..and then taking extra time in that bathroom to put in hair gel for a night on the town. Weird, wild stuff.

It was a trip that saw rookies step up and veterans up their old wily tricks. The heat was intense and emotions ran high. 4th Street Live has a French Quarter feel to it. And the Kentucky Derby infield, especially Turn 3, is one of the biggest parties I’ve ever seen. There was even someone murdered at the Derby. Congrats to everyone for not dying.

Special thanks to Albin, Jene, Lisa and Maurice for drug runs and limo service.  

Another masterpiece. Another work of art. Beautiful, majestic, masterful. Great work guys. Can’t wait to see where #8 takes us.