The Oll Open was an idea conceived back in 1987 by Mike King, who back then was more commonly referred to as “Oll”, and is now known as “Chuck”, “Burl”, or just “Jabber”. This notion hit “Oll” in between one of his FREQUENT naps at the infamous Sesame Street house in Bloomington, Illinois, where he resided with Oak, Dick and Chief.

What a “brilliant” idea, “have an annual golf outing with the same group of guys, complete with a traveling trophy and jacket to the victor.” It would be a weekend of male bonding, acting like “fraternity brothers that have never grown up” and playing golf with the GREATEST FRIENDS in the world.

At no other time in the golf season, do you want to bring your “A” game to the course! The unprecedented pressure on that first Tee on Saturday morning, with all of your closest friends secretly hoping that you shank or snap hook your first shot out-of-bounds, and your determination to keep her in play and see a second shot.

As the records reflect, there was parity early with four legitimate contenders for the crown jewel. But in recent years, the unprecedented domination by Mig has surely been a masterpiece and an example of others’ games deteriorating to the point that they are realistically no longer threats to win anything, but an occasional skin.

In the illustrious 18 years of the of the Oll Open, there has been many thrills, many chokes, many shanks, many jabs, many tight forearms and butt cheeks, some mega-partying, some heavy barfing and most importantly, enough laughing to last a lifetime.

May the Oll Open live, until the last of the dudes are slouched over in their wheelchairs, sitting in the hallway down at Restmoor, shitting their pants and drooling all over themselves. And even then, may these memories continue to brighten all of our final days!

Faithfully submitted,
Chief (1960 - _____)