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[suns11111]

Playing in a summer scramble a couple years ago week started on the tenth hole. Everyone is pumped that they are playing with me (I play ok, but I put the pins out). Our E player (we have the ABCDE based on handi) starts us off with a high toe shank that goes straight right and high into the tree, rattles around, falls to the tee box and right back into his divot. What a curse, we finished dead last................
JeffS

 

[dashfan87]

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

Mexico, sorta qualifies as a third world country...

When I was younger my dad and I were playing at a rather hilly course in northern Georgia. It was wet that day, and we got to a par 5 who's tee box was up top an especially tall hill. Everyone hits their drives, I'm about 10 to 12 years old and had been driving to this point... we start down what looks like to me, a ninety degree decline from the tee box and my dad decides, now that we are moving... he better drive this one out... he grabs the wheel, and hits the brakes (from the passenger side), he locks up the parking brake, and we start a slidin... on the left side of the cart path its all up hill , the right is all down hill... We ramp up the left side, flip it on its right side, and continue to slide... me on top of my dad, still in the cart. My younger brother, and uncle are ahead of us, and had no idea what happened, until we start screaming. They had to come back up and save us, but not before the cart ran my poor uncles leg over. Me and my dad were fine, the cart was fine, and he played out the rest of the round (this happened on the 3rd hole) one of those memories we live out every once in a while... You know, a real father son bonding moment.

oh and deja vu, I played this course the day before my wedding last year, in the exact same conditions... with better results down the hill this time. I drove it out this time...

 

[jenhaoyen]

Mexico, sorta qualifies as a third world country...

When I was younger my dad and I were playing at a rather hilly course in northern Georgia. It was wet that day, and we got to a par 5 who's tee box was up top an especially tall hill. Everyone hits their drives, I'm about 10 to 12 years old and had been driving to this point... we start down what looks like to me, a ninety degree decline from the tee box and my dad decides, now that we are moving... he better drive this one out... he grabs the wheel, and hits the brakes (from the passenger side), he locks up the parking brake, and we start a slidin... on the left side of the cart path its all up hill , the right is all down hill... We ramp up the left side, flip it on its right side, and continue to slide... me on top of my dad, still in the cart. My younger brother, and uncle are ahead of us, and had no idea what happened, until we start screaming. They had to come back up and save us, but not before the cart ran my poor uncles leg over. Me and my dad were fine, the cart was fine, and he played out the rest of the round (this happened on the 3rd hole) one of those memories we live out every once in a while... You know, a real father son bonding moment.

oh and deja vu, I played this course the day before my wedding last year, in the exact same conditions... with better results down the hill this time. I drove it out this time...

hahhahaha that reminded me of that one time i was driving my buddy really fast and he was talking on the phone and wasn't grabbing onto anything. I took a sharp turn and he flew out of the cart and start rolling from top of the hill to the buttom of the hill. and all i could hear from far away was fxxx you jeff. and the amazing thing was he still had his phone with him. "HELLO, are you still there, yeah i'm ok, i just flew out of the golf kart."

 

[EdStraker]

In September, Plano, TX had the annual hot air balloon race. On the 11th hole of the golf course, a couple of balloons were lower than they should have been. The canopy of one balloon was scraping the top of the trees and you could easily hear them adding helium to get more lift.

I had to wait to hit my approach shot because I could have easily hit it. The woman in the balloon waved at me and said "it's a nice day to be on the golf course!"

 

[jenhaoyen]

In September, Plano, TX had the annual hot air balloon race. On the 11th hole of the golf course, a couple of balloons were lower than they should have been. The canopy of one balloon was scraping the top of the trees and you could easily hear them adding helium to get more lift.

I had to wait to hit my approach shot because I could have easily hit it. The woman in the balloon waved at me and said "it's a nice day to be on the golf course!"

U SHOULD HAVE BEEN LIKE, HEY CALL ME LATER.

 

[ftcmnc]

When golf balls attack

I was playing the public course on Coronado Island in San Diego twenty some years ago.

I was on the 17th hole, a par four which is a dogleg left. I was walking and had my golf bag slung over my shoulder. I had made it past the corner, approximately 220-230 yards away from the tee.

Suddenly, I felt something hit me in the back of the head. It felt like someone had hit me with a baseball bat. I was stunned to stay the least and fell backwards onto the ground with my golf bag underneath me. I remember thinking as I was falling backwards, "I hope I don't break my clubs."

I lay on the ground and knew what had happened. I had been hit by a golf ball from someone teeing off on the 17th tee. I am sure they figured we were well out of the way. In my stunned state I was stretching my arms and legs making sure I wasn't paralyzed. The other three guys in my foursome who were now 30 to 40 yards ahead looked back, saw me lying on the ground and yelled, "Hey, quit fuxxxng around back there!" They soon realized I wasn't playing and ran back to see what was wrong. One guy kneeled beside me and saw that i was bleeding quite profusely from the back of my head and said, "Oh my God, you're bleeding really bad." Exactly what you want to hear when you've been beaned in the back of the head by a golf ball from well over 220 yards away; on the fly.

One of the guys ran to the clubhouse, called for an ambulance, and got a golf cart to come and get me and take me back to the clubhouse where I would meet the ambulance.

There were three of us in the cart; the driver, me, and another guy sitting behind me making sure I didn't fall out of the cart. I sat in the passenger side of the golf cart, a golf towel pressed against the back of my head where I was bleeding while we made our way to the ambulance, which was now sitting in the golf course's parking lot.

As we drove through the lot towards the ambulance someone from the pro shop yelled out, "Hey, only two on a cart!"

It only required 3 or 4 stitches to close the wound. It is only the grace of God that I wasn't killed.

 

[Robbohank]

So many stories.... so little time.

Last year we have 5 groups playing in our regular game. Lots of scratch and low-hdcp players, one of which was the 07 Texas Golf Association POY (player of the year). Obviously he's a really good player but never had an ace in his career (you know how that works sometimes). Well, he aces the 6th hole that day.... a tough little 180 yard par 3.

He's playing in the group ahead of me. The 12th hole parallels the 11th and on 12 while he's waiting to hit his approach, the 2nd group behind us (one of our 4-somes) tees off on 11. The guy pushes it waaay right. No one yells fore (they didn't think it would be close to him) and it beans him. He goes down like he was shot and he's bleeding from the scalp (never a good thing). We call the proshop and they bring out a cart immediately and drive him directly to the waiting ambulance which takes him to the hospital. He's "ok", but because he didn't finish the round the ace isn't official! Despite that, he gets stitched up and comes back to the grill in order to pay off his "free drinks" for the ace!! (I think we still honored the skin he got for the ace even though it was unofficial).

Helluva guy.

Robbo

 

[Gibby]

, "I hope I don't break my clubs."

Now that's devotion. What was your next thought, "I hope this doesn't cost me a stroke" ?!!!

 

[teacherfitter]

A quick funny but true story about shanking. A professional acquaintance who was not a particularly good player but well liked, was playing a number of years ago in a TV sponsored event in his city.
He came to the 9th hole and was just short of the putting surface. He proceeded to shank the pitch to the right of the putting surface and then to the back and then to the left of the green and finally back to the front. While this was happening the cameras were rolling. He then picked up his ball and began to walk for the clubhouse. He was stopped by the TV sports reporter because he was a well known professional in the city and was asked why he had not finished the play of the hole. His response was "Son, I didn't think I wanted to make that circle again".

 

[pieman]

one of the craziest things for me is that i'm playing with a guy that has a wooden leg. not sure what hole it is, but a wayward shot by another group comes toward him and hits him in the leg. the ball just shot off it like a baseball. the group comes over to see how the guy is. he just kinda laughs and said he didn't feel a thing. then he takes his wooden leg off and started cracking up. you had to be there.

 

[curtisj76]

one of the craziest things for me is that i'm playing with a guy that has a wooden leg. not sure what hole it is, but a wayward shot by another group comes toward him and hits him in the leg. the ball just shot off it like a baseball. the group comes over to see how the guy is. he just kinda laughs and said he didn't feel a thing. then he takes his wooden leg off and started cracking up. you had to be there.

Now that's funny!

 

[dashfan87]

Geeze lots of wayward balls creating havoc stories... On the same course I was talking about earlier, my dad and I were in the restroom getting ready to go out and play (could have been the same day we flipped...) and there was a guy in there bleeding pretty bad out of his face (lips area) it was pretty bad... My dad asks him what happened, and he says "I hit my tee shot right of this little stream, and I jumped over to hit my second shot, thinned it, it bounces off the rock in front of me, and strait back into my face....

man that guy was bleeding...

 

[birdie_man]

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.

Gross...!

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.

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

Ha!

Kevin you have too many years of experience...that's a rookie mistake!!

Ass Gasket (if needed) first priority.

Shirt second priority!

Toilet paper available- third. (cause you can always use a sock...)

How the hell did you get the thing off without getting any on your head?? Scary!! Do you have brown hair? (normally)

What did you tell everyone to explain what happened to your shirt?

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 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

That is freaking funny. I can only imagine.

Playing in a summer scramble a couple years ago week started on the tenth hole. Everyone is pumped that they are playing with me (I play ok, but I put the pins out). Our E player (we have the ABCDE based on handi) starts us off with a high toe shank that goes straight right and high into the tree, rattles around, falls to the tee box and right back into his divot. What a curse, we finished dead last................
JeffS

Nuts. That'll never happen again.

one of the craziest things for me is that i'm playing with a guy that has a wooden leg. not sure what hole it is, but a wayward shot by another group comes toward him and hits him in the leg. the ball just shot off it like a baseball. the group comes over to see how the guy is. he just kinda laughs and said he didn't feel a thing. then he takes his wooden leg off and started cracking up. you had to be there.

Funny!!

 

[FloydPT38]

You took a drop after how many splashes?

High School golf regionals playing against a jerk that most members on his team didn't like. On the first hole he missed a putt, got mad and banged his putter against his knee. It promptly bent a few degrees. He bent it back and it snapped. To not laugh at that moment was fairly difficult but he would have his chance not to laugh in just a few holes. He tried every club in the bag throughout the round and I think he finally settled on his 3 wood.
I was leading by a few strokes when we got to the 8th. A par 3 penisula. I fought the hooks in those days (never saw the manzella grip) and hooked one just in the edge of the water. Probably 1-2 feet of water. Well, I wasn't going to give up a stroke and I had seen some pro do this on TV. Just rolled up my pants and stepped in. The idea is to do it like sand right? Made a masterful stroke, big huge splash and the ball didn't move. I know I tried it at least twice more (maybe 3) before finally taking a drop. The whole thing was a blur after the first splash. I do know I putted in for a crowd pleasing 8.
I lost by a stroke and all I remember coach saying was "You took a drop after how many splashes?"

 

[birdie_man]

Me and my dad were hitting balls one day and our (full) shots collided in mid-air.

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I once broke my bedroom window (hit a shot with power I didn't know I had when I was about 10 years old!!) and a neighbour's window that is about 4x6 feet.

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My buddy Kyle used to know how to "supe up" golf carts. He kept a strap in his bag he called the "Speed Strap." You can get those things going pretty good...!!

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Some of my friends were talking baseball on the putting green (right beside the clubhouse) and one of em is mimicking a baseball swing. He's a bit of a goofball and he's real good at it. It's a summer afternoon and a bunch of people are around.

"Ya if I were playing baseball it'd just be..." I have no idea what he was thinking but he takes a swing and all of a sudden his putter goes flying. He gasps and swears and sort of flinches down to try and put his head into the turtle shell that he doesn't have on his back........

The Odyssey putter lands on the clubhouse roof and bounces around for a while.....he is laughing and looks and sounds like he is dancing around on hot coals.

The putter eventually falls down and lands on some guys golf bag.

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There used to be a bell strung up from the ceiling at the end of the local Golf Dome range. (about an 80 yard range) I hit it once and the ball came straight back at me and through the same stall I hit it out of.

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I have thrown a golf club or two before. A long time ago I threw a driver (when my drivers weren't expensive) and I threw it DEAD left (where my back was facing over the shot I surely didn't hit too well) and it got stuck up in a tree. I know better now.............

A Club Throwing Fundamental: beware of The Pull!! (it gets stuck in your left hand!)

A distinct release is needed.

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My friend Kyle used to carry a cut down golf club just for throwing. "The Throwing Club."

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I have an ace on a muligan and a 160 yard birdie (with a lost ball) holehout on a par 5. (a near-albatross) No official aces or albatrosses.

 

[pecky987]

me and a friend were playin one evening, and were probably the last people on the course. i was fooling around throwing clubs, and as birdie says, beware the pull! but i got some out there pretty good. we get to the 16th, a par 4 hidden from the clubhouse by a dogleg, with a cottage next to the tee-box, behind a 10ft high hedge. i challenge him to a club throwing competition, to which he says he can beat me easily (he is a much bigger guy than me). i stand on the tee, and unleash my 7 iron, which helicopters maybe 60 yards down the fairway, just a little left (after a few attempts i'd got it straighter). he gets up on the tee, makes a swing, but he hasnt attempted this before, and holds on with his left hand too long, and the club helicopters 40 yards backwards (away from the target, over the hedge into the cottages garden.

hit a 380 par 4 in two with two 9 irons

 

[pecky987]

my friend teed up on a teebox which is slightly raised and bordered by railway sleepers. the target side of this raised box had had its sleeper more exposed, as people had trampled down the turf near it. my friend tee up his 3 wood, thinned it, and we lost it. a good 20 seconds later, the ball falls from the sky, almost vertically, and lands 10 yards behind him

 

[dashfan87]

going with birdimans idea:

me and my dad have had father/son back to back chip ins, on two separate occasions. My (who often comes with us) brother has never chipped in. He has been there for both instances.

the two closest to being aces I have ever had, came on the same hole, the first, was six inches from aceville... a perfect 7 iron from 155 yards... The second, 9 inches, but a severely thinned ground burner with a 7 iron from about 156 yards... I have had more than a hand full end up inside of 3 feet.

my father has beat me a grand total of once for 18 holes since the first time I beat him. a feat that gets easier with time...

I was in a tournament not too long ago, where a couple of members were playing behind us (we were the last group) they were getting antsy and decided to pull a u-turn on the 8th hole, as I was swinging... Well this moron gets stuck in the mud, tries to go right through a ditch. We being nice guys try to help this poor (rude) sap, and the 4 of us go over to push him, we all tell him, DO NOT push the gas, we are behind you... needless to say, i get, cartoonishly covered in mud... my pants were pure mud I never got a thank you, they just pulled off and went on without a howdy do... I played out, our team comes in tied for 3rd, and I get up in front of a group of men, splattered in mud, to accept my "longest drive" trophy...

 

[Gibby]

Next to the sixth teeing area at one of my local munis is a small, disheveled, vine ridden house whose owner keeps hens and two very confused roosters in a coup by the fence. All the regular players know the roosters are in play, and therefore brace themselves for a mid-swing cockadoodledoo. The number of ridiculous shots I've seen hit by non-regulars at that hole is truly astounding. I've seen clubs fly out of peoples' hands, balls fly backwards, one guy literally spun around like a ballerina and fell on his ass. Those roosters are remorseless.

Anybody remember when Tripp Isenhour killed that hawk?

 

[birdie_man]

Haha.

There's a pair of foxes at my home course that like to steal balls and like to rub it in your face a little too.

I swear to God I can hit a driver...watch the thing creep up and steal my ball...run right at him full tilt with a club in my hand, yelling...

...and he will just sit and look at me the whole time...and wait until I am close enough that I think I have a shot at him...

...and THEN he will take off with the golf ball.

Rarrrrrr!! (he thinks he's so good)

The bugger has even followed me closely for a hole. I could have pretty much kicked it. It was after I chased him one day. I had gotten close enough to hit him with my lob wedge. (but I was weak and did not strike the rascal) I lunged forward making a check swing at him and he dropped the ball!! HA. (is what I yelled at it)

And ya he followed me for a hole. I lunged at him a few times more but by then he knew I didn't have it in me to hit him, yet.

I could shoot him with a gun though.

But anyhoo he follows you until you give him a golf ball and then he gets lost. I didn't want to give him anything but I eventually decided I did not want to contract rabies.

Next time he will get a poison golf ball!! (I'll probably put some poop on it in addition)

Must have a hell of a stash of balls though cause I'm not the only one who gets golf balls stolen.