No. 15 at Blackthorn Golf Club
SOUTH BEND, Ind. – Patrick Michael Mulligan – retired cop, career civil servant, defender of the public – stood in the middle of the bar that bears his name, an unopened, 16-ounce can of Miller Lite protruding, magically, from his forehead at a 90-degree angle, like a unicorn’s horn.
Mulligan, a cannonball of a man, smiled, apparently delighting in the awe this trick inspired in first-time visitors.
Then Mulligan removed the beer from his forehead and raised his arms, like a priest welcoming the flock to Mass.
“Boys and girls, girls and boys,” Mulligan announced. “Welcome home!”
Mulligan’s feels like home ...
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