Bomb & Gouge had an interesting weekend. One got to the finals of his club championship and the other didn't. One learned something about equipment (and how you might need to match your set to your home course) and the other just got increasingly grouchy like the moribund, malcontent, sloth-like troll we all know him to be. Guess who's who. Here's a hint: With a nickname like Gouge, you couldn't get to the finals of the Antarctica local qualifier for the Drive, Pitch and Putt 10-and-under division, let alone a club championship.