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War!  62 teams.  45 holes of golf.  Only one team can emerge victorious!

For four years, Sami and I have done battle in this tournament.  We were like one.  That’s how well we know each other and play together.  In fact, people began asking “are you brothers?” so often that we finally decided to simply say “yes”.  Yes dammit!  We’re brothers!  Damn you people and your questions!  We’re brothers!

And Trunzo Brothers golf was born.  “Trunzo Brothers — When severely handicapped isn’t”.  Yes!  Raise the colours!  Man the armaments!

With the flag flying from a mast on our armored golf cart, we set out to conquer all.  Four years!  Four years we’ve been trying!  We were so close in Year One…making it to the finals only to be cast aside.  Vanquished!  Last year was humbling — we didn’t win a single match!  Our opponents laughed at us!  Scorned!

We felt compelled to exact revenge.  On Day One, tournament officials stopped us and confiscated our handguns, but we were allowed our golf clubs to defend our honor.  Damn them all!  We were ready!  We were prepared!  We absolutely expected nothing less than victory!

I mean, how else could anyone possibly show up like this?

That was Day One’s Battle Dress.  Our opponents had never seen such audacity.  Confidence!  And yes, dare I say?  Almost arrogance…yes!  We were going to make them all pay for poking fun at our efforts of the prior year!

Day Two’s Battle Dress –

And Day Three –

By the time Day Three rolled around, our opponents expected us to show up in red.  Red!  It’s the color of victory and the color of blood.  Blood!  Yes, we had theirs on our hands as we slashed and hacked our way through the field and slaughtered our opponents.

Ummm….but Sami hates Tiger Woods and Tiger always wears red on the last day.  And plus…

…by Day Three we were in fourth place out of six teams in our flight.  Things were not looking good.  We played “okay” golf on Days One and Two, but “okay” won’t cut it in incredibly windy conditions and in competition.  We needed to pick it up.

And pick it up we did!  We played some solid golf with a couple of incredible moments tossed in for good measure.  Things were looking up!  And check this out: the swing feared by all who encounter it –

Sami can hit a golf ball.  People duck when they hear the club make contact for fear they’re being shot at…

Jay isn’t quite as powerful off the tee –

But hey!  We all bring something to the table, right?  Check out this finesse Sami managed to capture on film –

So!  Where did we end up?  Most of you must have figured this out…but maybe this will help –

That’s right baby!  After 45 holes, a chip off to win our flight, a three hole shoot-out against seven other teams, and a sudden death playoff against one, Sami and Jay come out on top!  Check out Sami blowing out his hip in celebration!

The colours are flying!  The armored golf cart remains intact!  All that remains now are the spoils!

We’ll end it there.

2009 Venetian Golf and River Club Mens’ Member Guest Grand Champions!  Yeah baby!