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I was playing at a par 5 560 yards (green was down hill) a few month ago, i pull the ball to the left and the ball was gone. So i dropped the ball. On my third shot i saw a ball close to the car path, i went over to see if it was my ball. It was the first ball that I lost. Apparently it rolled on the car path all the way down, which left me only 75 yards left.

I think that was the furthest drive I ever got.
 
I was playing a par 4 that had a lake running the length of the right side and the hole doglegged to the right. You had to hit it over the lake and not run through the fairway because there were woods on the left side. I had never played the hole before and didn’t have a range finder and had no clue how much to bite off. There was a grounds crew member at the tee box and he over heard our discussion and he says “you see that big tree aim for it and you will fly the lake and land in the fairway short of the woods” I said “I think I can bite more than that off it looks like only 225 yards to that tree.” He said “Trust me, your not hitting that far.” I step up there and aim at the tree and just nutted a drive, it hit the tree trunk square at least 20 ft up and bounced back into the fairway. The guys jaw drops and I pick up my tee and give him a glare and hop in the cart and never said a word to the guy. I get going down the fairway and my playing partner and I just start busting up, I couldn’t have done that again if you gave me a bucket of balls.
 
I was playing a par 4 that had a lake running the length of the right side and the hole doglegged to the right. You had to hit it over the lake and not run through the fairway because there were woods on the left side. I had never played the hole before and didn’t have a range finder and had no clue how much to bite off. There was a grounds crew member at the tee box and he over heard our discussion and he says “you see that big tree aim for it and you will fly the lake and land in the fairway short of the woods” I said “I think I can bite more than that off it looks like only 225 yards to that tree.” He said “Trust me, your not hitting that far.” I step up there and aim at the tree and just nutted a drive, it hit the tree trunk square at least 20 ft up and bounced back into the fairway. The guys jaw drops and I pick up my tee and give him a glare and hop in the cart and never said a word to the guy. I get going down the fairway and my playing partner and I just start busting up, I couldn’t have done that again if you gave me a bucket of balls.

You glared at him? You could've been friendly and shared the laugh with him. Attitude much?

I was playing with a 93 year old Korean man a few months ago. On the sixth hole he crushed his drive like 220 down the middle (which is pretty long for 93). Just as he was setting up for his second shot he collapsed, gasped once, and died. Paramedics said it was a heart attack. Apparently he'd been playing 9 holes at that muni every day for eight years. I kid you not when I say, the guy had a smile on his face when he died.
 
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You glared at him? Why couldn't you be friendly and share a laugh with him? Attitude much?

I was playing with a 93 year old Korean man a few months ago. On the sixth hole he crushed his drive like 220 down the middle (which is pretty long for 93). Just as he was setting up for his second shot he collapsed, gasped once, and died. Apparently he'd been playing 9 holes at that muni every day for eight years. I kid you not when I say, the guy had a smile on his face when he died.

WOW..Now that is a crazy and a great story...well not for the guy, but you know what I mean. May God rest his Soul.
 
This is more of a 'work at a golf course' story.

I was in Myrtle Beach at the time working at a club. Once a week, each of the assistants had to work as ranger for the day. So that day I was rangering and I get a call over the walkie talkie that the needed to see me to come in.

I knew what that meant. Basically when you were called in from rangering, the guys in the pro shop wanted you to do some god awful side job for them. I wasn't looking forward to it.

The course I was working at didn't have a handicap ramp to the restaurant. Instead, they had this elevator that broke down all of the time. So the head assistant tells me that I've got to carry this handicapped woman up to the restaurant.

I'm tall (6'4"), but I'm not the biggest guy in the world (170 lbs). So I tell the head assistant 'there's no way I can carry her up to the restaurant, she's too heavy.'

He replies 'Oh, I don't think you have to worry about that.'

'What do you mean by that?' I ask.

He then tells me that the woman shouldn't weigh too much as she has no arms, no legs AND is pregnant.

I then flat out refused to carry this woman up to the restaurant. When the pro asked me why not I said 'if I feel a nub, I'll puke all over her.' I then told him if he has to fire me, fire me...'cause I wasn't going to do it.

They wound up getting another assistant to do the dirty work. And yes, we literally talked about the ordeal every day for about the next 4 months.





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You glared at him? You could've been friendly and shared the laugh with him. Attitude much?

I was playing with a 93 year old Korean man a few months ago. On the sixth hole he crushed his drive like 220 down the middle (which is pretty long for 93). Just as he was setting up for his second shot he collapsed, gasped once, and died. Paramedics said it was a heart attack. Apparently he'd been playing 9 holes at that muni every day for eight years. I kid you not when I say, the guy had a smile on his face when he died.

No attitude, it was more like I told ya so dead pan glare. I wasn't about to tell the guy it was a fluke.
 
e-thug...:eek:

Wow, you guys are a piece of work...you guys can argue anything. You guys are trying to make something that was light hearted and cool into some sort of thug attitude thing. This guy was in awww, I guess I should of said "dude I suck that was the luckiest thing that has every happened to me"

Nuff said
 
"Sorta Like the 93 Year Old Korean Guy Had... Wthout the Smile... "

lol.

I just remembered something. After the paramedics loaded him into the ambulance, my friends and I asked the marshall if this kind of thing was common. He told us that a few years ago a guy came out with a bottle of booze and blew his brains out on one of the greens.
 
I was playing a few years ago at a great public course in St. Paul, Keller golf course. Old, tree lined, they used to play a tour event at this course from 1930 to 1962. It even held a pga championship. Anyways it was a wet day and we were playing behind a foursome, with three of the guys walking, one in a cart with the beer. They were not regular golfers if you know what I mean. 13 is an uphill par 3, with a significant slope in front of the green. The guy in the cart hits his ball short, in the middle of the hill. Despite stick to cart path signs, this guy decides to drive his cart to his ball. It is wet, he serpentines up the hill in the cart, when it slides and completely turns around. The guy bails out of the cart, and it rolls at full speed down the hill with his and a buddies clubs and into a pond next to the 12th green. He then dives in the pond, retreives his clubs and plays out the hole. As I was putting out on 13, I see him riding back to the clubhouse with a ranger. It cost him 1500 bucks. Funniest thing I have seen on a golf course. I still laugh.
 

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Okay, top this. I was leading the Tour championship of a mini tour in October. About 5 to ten minutes before my tee time i felt a little sumthin comin on. I bust upstairs to the john whip down my drawers and settle in. Unfortunatley, I had one of those huge Ashworth shirts on and in my haste the shirt somehow made it into Mr. Swirly before i sat down. When I didnt hear a splash i knew I was in trouble.

I somehow managed a Houdini and wriggled out of the shirt unscathed but my tee time was approaching. I had to walk out bare back and ask for a special extension so i can purchase a new shirt. Luckily it was granted.

I lost by 1.....came down to the wire. But that story has been told a million times and never gets old. Sucked at the time tho.:p

(there is a forum member who was there for confirmation)
 
I was playing a golf course here in Maryland. We were on like the 12th hole I think it was. I'm standing over a 10' putt for par when we here screaming birds fairly nearby. All of a sudden the birds get louder, and my friend yells "duck Big Ball!" As I duck I see a bird's shadow fly over me, and here a thud land right behind me. I look back to see a headless snake writhing on the ground:eek: It turns out an Osprey and young Eagle were fighting over a corn snake! We laughed about that for the next three holes!


BTW - I missed the putt - shocker:D
 
I was playing a few years ago at a great public course in St. Paul, Keller golf course. Old, tree lined, they used to play a tour event at this course from 1930 to 1962. It even held a pga championship. Anyways it was a wet day and we were playing behind a foursome, with three of the guys walking, one in a cart with the beer. They were not regular golfers if you know what I mean. 13 is an uphill par 3, with a significant slope in front of the green. The guy in the cart hits his ball short, in the middle of the hill. Despite stick to cart path signs, this guy decides to drive his cart to his ball. It is wet, he serpentines up the hill in the cart, when it slides and completely turns around. The guy bails out of the cart, and it rolls at full speed down the hill with his and a buddies clubs and into a pond next to the 12th green. He then dives in the pond, retreives his clubs and plays out the hole. As I was putting out on 13, I see him riding back to the clubhouse with a ranger. It cost him 1500 bucks. Funniest thing I have seen on a golf course. I still laugh.

That's hilarious!

I was playing a city municipal course once when I was still a teenager. My friend and I were in a cart - he was driving. My other friend was walking and my father was in another cart. My friend and I are going downhill to get our shots, and our friend who is walking decides he wants a quick ride, and jumps on the front of the cart. We start going downhill, and the cart starts to slide sideways...I am thrown out of the cart, barely missing a tree. Next thing I hear is "get it off, get it off!" I turn around to see the guy that wanted to ride is under the cart, and all we could see were his kicking legs hanging out from underneath the cart! Reminded me of The Wizard of Oz when the house lands on the witch.:D Fortunetly, he was fine. My father comes up after all this happens and just says "What the hell ...?" and shakes his head. The guy who was driving and I couldn't look at each other without laughing for the rest of the round!
 
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Four years ago my wife and I were playing the Chapultepec CC in Mexico City and my wife hit a tee shot that looked to be out of bounds in a row of trees. She then hit a provisional and I went to find the first ball and as I got near where the first ball was a Mexican soldier came out of the trees armed with an AK-47 and I just left the ball and told my wife to forget about the ball. As we proceeded in our round on a parallel fairway we saw 12 people on the fairway and my wife, who speaks Spanish fluently, asked the caddy if they allowed 12 players to play at one time and he told her that the 12 consisted of 4 golfers, 4 caddies and 4 bodyguards. The country club was beautiful and the greens were the fastest that I ever played on but it sure was an experience that I will never forget.
 

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Okay, top this. I was leading the Tour championship of a mini tour in October. About 5 to ten minutes before my tee time i felt a little sumthin comin on. I bust upstairs to the john whip down my drawers and settle in. Unfortunatley, I had one of those huge Ashworth shirts on and in my haste the shirt somehow made it into Mr. Swirly before i sat down. When I didnt hear a splash i knew I was in trouble.

I somehow managed a Houdini and wriggled out of the shirt unscathed but my tee time was approaching. I had to walk out bare back and ask for a special extension so i can purchase a new shirt. Luckily it was granted.

I lost by 1.....came down to the wire. But that story has been told a million times and never gets old. Sucked at the time tho.:p

(there is a forum member who was there for confirmation)



LOL,LOL,LOL........Thats funny I have had similiar experiences just none ever on the golf course.
 
Four years ago my wife and I were playing the Chapultepec CC in Mexico City and my wife hit a tee shot that looked to be out of bounds in a row of trees. She then hit a provisional and I went to find the first ball and as I got near where the first ball was a Mexican soldier came out of the trees armed with an AK-47 and I just left the ball and told my wife to forget about the ball. As we proceeded in our round on a parallel fairway we saw 12 people on the fairway and my wife, who speaks Spanish fluently, asked the caddy if they allowed 12 players to play at one time and he told her that the 12 consisted of 4 golfers, 4 caddies and 4 bodyguards. The country club was beautiful and the greens were the fastest that I ever played on but it sure was an experience that I will never forget.

wtf, this sounds like it would happen in a 3rd world country or something.
 
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