The Diamond Club

When you’re on a golf vacation in a city that has nothing to do for it’s nightlife other than to go to a sports bar and talk golf crap with 100 other dudes in a sword life atmosphere for the only 4 out of 10 in the room where do you go? The Diamond Club!!!
Funny, half the guys you see on the golf course during the day don’t make it back to their hotel rooms. They just head straight to TDC.
These girls are smart. They know golfers have money so they definitely strut their stuff to earn their grand or two for the evening. It makes for people watching quite entertaining.
I have some fond memories from The Diamond Club:
— my buddy lost the tournament on the final day because he partied there all night
— I had a dance so terrible that even at only $ 15 I wanted my change back on the $ 20 bill
— a dance almost danced on our trophy but refused to do so because the trophy didn’t have any money
— my friend threw an ice bucket on stage and then proceeded to throw up in the car after we realized he was too drunk and that the rest of us would have been kicked out
Go there with low expectations and be surprised if all works out well because it is mostly the third string…