Later on Saturday afternoon, a look at the radar showed that the showers were falling apart on the other side of the state and would not make it here. Surely, we thought, a second 9 at Nicolet would be in order. After teeing off on 2 for the second time, we were walking to the balls when struck by large, cold raindrops. By the time we got to our shots, we picked 'em up and ran for the club house.