April 3rd - 2 Americano’s and 1 expat found themselves on the first tee at Cabo San Lucas’ World Famous Cabo Del Sol Golf Course, which cascades from the foothills to the Pacific Ocean. Little did John and Sean realize what a spectacle they were about to witness as Frank would secure his legendary status as the Cabo Conquistador.  Three center cut 300+ yard drives boded well as the round got started and at this point, Huesos Viejos (or OldBones as Frank likes to refer to himself) began to separate himself from the two weekend hacks. Dressed in black and looking much like Yule Brenner, El Antiguo hit his fairway approachs within inches of the cups for easy tap in birdies.  Francisco’s assault had just begun and word about El Antiguo destroying one of Mexico national treasures spread throughout the sleepy fishing village like a wildfire outta control. The indigenous town people saddled up and headed to the 3rd tee to watch their beloved El Jefe drive the 317 yard green in one and eagle the hole to go -4 through 3 holes. John and Sean could only join Francisco’s Army in stunned awe. The two hacks John and Sean thought they might stage some competition for El Jefe, when they both hit birdies on Hole 3 and then Eagles on Hole 4, however El Jefe answered back and it wasn't until the group reached Hole 7 that the story took a twist.

  As El Jefe approached the 7th tee, in a selfless act he reached into his ample golf bag, not to hydrate himself as John and Sean would do so often during the round, but emerged with hard candy to toss to the droves of children viewing this awesome display. This proved to be El Antiguo's downfall however, because during his backswing a new mother suddenly rushed forth from the adoring crowd, begging El Jefe to place his hand on the child’s forehead, breaking Frank’s concentration to the extent that he hit his tee shot some 12 feet from the pin. This would prove to be the longest putt of Franks round, one which he would 2 putt forgetting that the ball always breaks toward the ocean.

  John or Sean might have been upset at the interruption, however El Jefe merely replaced his club in his bag, walked over to the local fauna and tore a limb of brightly crimson colored Bougenvilla flowers to present to the new mother and child sending the surging crowd into a fevered frenzy.

   The Cabo Commodore and his legion of fans pressed forward to the 8th tee box. Trailing the crowd, the two outclassed hacks noticed atop the mesa overlooking the course, local villagers working feverishly to fashion piñatas in Franks likeness. In a crude but pleasing way these paper mache figurines were spot on.

  As Frank gazed down the fairway from atop the 8th tee, the two other players in the group were reminded of the stare from President General Antonio López de Santa Ana as he launched the assault on the Alamo. Another perfect drive center cut, an approach shot within inches and a one putt sunk any hope for the two wanna-be’s. Frank was -8 through 8.

   In an act of what can only be deemed as human kindness Frank, sensing the lonely retched dispirited feeling that John and Sean were experiencing, mercifully went on to post a par on the 9th hole, after which he raced to the beach and dove into the Pacific. In one Quick 9 hole round Frank Garone became THE CABO CONQUISTADOR!