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May 5, 2017

“…looks good on you though”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:59 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the cloudy, cool, soon to be rain drenched island of Nantucket! Good to be with you on this Friday, The Fifth Day of May, 2017. A quiet day ‘down on the docks’ of Hyannis Harbor, the calm before the storm.

Back in the fateful year of 1980, “Morning in America”, with then U.S. President Ronald Reagan, mumbling about some delusion or that, things were so much “simpler” and “nicer” right?  Right? Such as his ‘vision’ of America being a ‘shining city on a hill’; don’t mind the maggots! Indeed, ‘back in that dark ages of ignorance’, one of this humble reporter’s favorite films made for the silver screen, coming out a still decent Hollywood, was ‘Caddyshack’. A hilarious movie for the ages starring many greats, including the late, greats: Ted Knight and Rodney Dangerfield; playing the uptight president and co-founder of “Bushwood County Club, “Judge Smails”, and a raw, loud, obnoxious, ‘urban’, land developer and unwelcome outsider “Al Czervick” respectively.  Here are a few of the more memorable quotes from this classic cinematic gem that should be reviewed before the summer season, making light of keeping those barriers between ‘us’ and ‘them’ well established.  Judge Smails speaking to his partner’s son a little later on in the film, billionaire “Ty Webb” (played brilliantly by Chevy Chase), commenting on the need to keep certain people out of the club, talking about “Ty’s” father and him ‘prepping together, going to college together, going to war together…’,

“…We built this club, he and I, and let’s face it son, some people simply don’t belong.”

Rodney Dangerfield, a.k.a., “Al Czervick”, buying golf supplies at the pro-shop of Bushwood, picking up a rather hideous table cloth resembling the shape of a hat stating:“Oh, this is the worst looking hat I ever saw! What, when you buy a hat like this, I bet you get a free bowl of soup, huh?”

He then looks over at Judge Smails, wearing the same hat, adjusting his comment and observation, sneering to Smails as he rolls his eyes, “…Oh, it looks good on you though.” (Smails quickly taking off the hat, quickly walking out of the store in embarrassment).

The odd couple fated to meet again on the golf course, with Judge Smails taking aim of his Titlelist on the 1st Tee, only to be interrupted by Al Czervick again, yelling out:

“…hey ‘Whitey’, where’s your hat?”

Smails looking up at a goofy grin; the wild, crazy eyes of his now nemesis golf buddy, AlCervik, who is now anxiously swaying back and forth as if on a yacht, yelling out to Smails,

“…let’s go! While we’re young!”

Smails, looking up from golf ball and his giant, oversized Big Bertha driver, quietly saying,

“…Mind sir, I’m trying to tee off.”

Al not done, screaming out,

“…I bet you slice into the woods, hundred bucks!”

Smails calmly states,“…betting is illegal at Bushwood sir, and I never slice.” Striking the ball at that moment, with the ball flying wildly right, directly into the trees. Smails screaming out an obscenity as he hears Al say, “OK, you can owe me!” Rage flushing his cheeks rose red, Smails storms off the 1st tee as if on the shores of Normandy, screaming out,

“…I owe you nothing!”

As Al dines with his new friends in the main club dining room, a guest of Bushwood by ‘the Scotts’, Al states to the waitress, “…hey doll, could you scare up another round for our table here and tell the cook this is low grade dog food, I’ve had better food at the ball game you know? This steak still has the marks where the jockey was beating it.”

Meanwhile, Judge Smails and his ‘group’ are gathered down at the Yacht Club to ‘christen his new sleuth’, or bless a small, wooden sailboat. Before his wife does just that with a prayer and bottle of Crystal, Smails quotes a poem he wrote himself, designed to inspire and invoke courage among his hearty crew:

‘…it’s easy to grin, when your ship comes in and you’ve got the stock market beat. But the man worthwhile, is the man who can smile, when his shorts are too tight in the seat.”

“Pooky”, grasping a giant bottle of champagne on the dock then says,

…Bless this ship and all who sail on her, I Christen thee, ‘The Flying WASP’.”

Breaking the bow with the bottle in the process, as a horrified Judge Smails yells out to his abused grandson “Spalding”,

“…well, don’t just stand there, go and get some glue!”

Have a top notch week end y’all!


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