“Arnie told me we’re still the leaders, but they disqualified Gustaffson,” Greg said.
“What? Why?” Shock rattled him.
“Apparently he was careless about calculating his score. Arnie says he wrote down a total that was one stroke less than the real tally for the round. I think he must’ve thought he knew what his score was and didn’t bother to use the calculator. Cripes, I’ve never played with a more honest guy.”
“What a nightmare for him.” Rio’s empathy was genuine. “I’ve played against him and agree with you. He was our main challenger, but I hate to see him disqualified over what was no doubt a careless mistake. Those who know him will know he didn’t, but strangers will think he cheated.”
“They’ll think he may have needed some prize money in order to qualify for next year’s tour. The whole thing makes me feel antsy. I’m sure glad ours were correct. You can bet everyone’ll take extra care with their score cards in the final round tomorrow. You ready to eat?”