Tell Us A Story
By Kickntrue on 7/1/10
Each week, we ask our Golfer of the Week to tell us a story. We're going to keep asking... but in the meantime- I think we should all get a chance to share.

Let's here them. The comments are yours. If you run out of characters just continue your story with a new comment.

I'm sure everyone has one gem worth mentioning. Maybe it's a great shot. Maybe it's something hilarious. Maybe it's a life lesson you learned while golfing, or a sentimental story about sharing the game you love with the people you love.

There's no reason a slow golf news cycle (seriously- nobody's cheating on anyone these days...) should slow down our ability to be non-productive the work days before a holiday!


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mjaber says:
My first time ever playing golf, I was in Minnesota on business. We stayed at a condo on a golf course for a couple days, and were able to play as much golf as we wanted after finishing our work for the day. On one particular tee, our golf cart was parked behind me as I stood addressing the ball. I'm not quite sure exactly how it happened, but I swung the club, and the ball bounced off the cart.
7/1/10
 
mjaber says:
Same course... first tee. I looked about 10 yards in front of the tee box and off about 5 yards to the right was a big wooden fence. I looked at the guy next to me and said "I wonder why that fence is there." I proceeded to bounce my tee shot off the fence. I discovered after we had gotten past the fence that there were houses on the other side. I guess it was a good idea for the fence to be there after all.
7/1/10
 
TravisMiller says:
One time I was playing and I had hit my tee shot to the right but in some good cut of rough so the lie wasn't too bad. but I had a tree blocking my shot to the pin. I decided that I could put a little fade on the ball and work it around the tree. I then proceeded to pop the ball straight up and to the right. When it came down on the house 20 yards to my right, it bounced back into the fairway about 20 yards behind me and gave me a perfect view of the green and a better lie. I don't know how I finished the hole but I can still picture the ball flight and the bounce off the ceramic tile roof. It was all like it was slow motion.
7/1/10
 
Kurt the Knife says:
I parred a hole once.
7/1/10
 
falcon50driver says:
Fibber
7/1/10
 
jbird2011 says:
I was playing with a buddy of mine last summer. He shanked a shot dead right into our cart. It riquoched off the pedal, off the ceiling, and directly into the cup of a fresh beer he just bought at the turn. The cup exploded on impact and the beer was everywhere.

Same guy a couple weeks later on a par 5. He is in the fairway and hits a 3 wood. Its a line drive and hits a 150 pole in the middle of the fairway, the ball goes back towards us into a lake. He doesnt have the best of luck.
7/1/10
 
Bryan K says:
Oh, boy. Where do I start.

When I was about 18 or 19, I was playing at the ol' stomping ground with a friend of mine. We both had very long hair at the time...waist length. At any rate, on one of the short par 3's, my buddy shanked his tee shot into a gaggle of geese. The mother goose decided she didn't like that, and she gave chase. He stood his ground for like two seconds before jumping into the cart and taking off. The mother goose was gaining on him, so after driving about 50 yards, he bailed and took off running. Meanwhile, the cart was still running. It eventually came to a rest against a tree about 120 yards away, but not before the decoy worked. That ol' mother goose attacked that cart like it was dinner. If you've never seen a golf cart cruising driverless down a fairway with a great big goose flapping its wings attached to the back, you haven't lived.
7/1/10
 
Bryan K says:
My next story is one I wrote about on the forums. It happened about a month ago. There was a group of four kids in front of me who were waiting on every tee box, so I knew it would be slow. I twice offered to let the threesome behind me join up to speed things along, but they said no.

At any rate, on hole number four, which is a par 5 with the infamous "beer tree" (see my avatar), I was sitting in excellent shape to have a shot to go up-and-down for birdie. Just as I had reached the point-of-no-return in my swing, I heard "THWAMP" behind me and then felt a sharp pain in the back of my right thigh. It turns out, the group behind me had short hopped a fairway wood shot right into my leg, and the shot had so much force, it karomed about 50 yards to the right into a grove of trees. Needless to say, I was not going to give chase especially given the fact that I was hopping around the fairway like a wounded chicken.
7/1/10
 
Bryan K says:
Meanwhile, I could hear the kids on the next tee box, who had seen the whole thing, laughing their butts off as I ended up with an adrenaline laced triple bogey. When I finally limped up to that tee box, they were all staring at me and giggling, and quite frankly, I couldn't muster up any anger given the fact that these kids were there. So I just sat quietly while they hit and awaited my turn.
7/1/10
 
Bryan K says:
When I finally teed off, a goose came out of nowhere and landed right next to where my ball ended up just off the right side of the green. It was all in all not a bad shot...except for the fact that ol' mother goose insisted on perching about three feet away oblivious to the fact that I was going to try to sink a birdie chip. Every time I walked up to try to address the ball, it would hiss, snap, and flap its wings at me. I tried pshycing it out by pretending I was going to hit it with my club, but I don't think it knew what that meant. Quite frankly, after seeing the episode with my buddy and the cart when I was a kid, I didn't really want to mess with it. So I started yelling at it thinking maybe my voice would scare it away. Unfortunately, though, I don't speak goose...and the goose didn't speak English.
7/1/10
 
Bryan K says:
I was yelling louder and louder to no avail until I was practically screaming at the damn bird. I remember at one point I told it that I had eaten its mother for dinner the night before. At any rate, I finally just ended up hopping in and out of there on my wounded leg as fast as I could to knock the ball clear. The second I hit my ball, the stupid goose decided to fly away.

Okay, so I approached the next tee box, and the four kids were all literally on the ground laughing. Needless to say, they let me play through.
7/1/10
 
svj says:
me and couple of buddy's were at a pretty nice course outside of columbus, which is like 75 mile trip for us and we don't get to play really nice courses without making a weekend trip, where we live. my buddy riding in the cart with me, we played high school golf together and i knew he had tendency to blow up, so after a couple bogeys in and big duck hook o.b. he said, he was done. the other buddy's and me was like whatever. so for the couple of holes, my parnter in the cart laid his head on the pole of the cart that held the cover up and he wouldn't talk to any of us. after 3 holes, trying to tell him that this isn't a money game. i got tired of him bring me down. up a head after my tee shot, there was a big side hill drop off. so knowing he barely in the cart, we will see what happens. i got to edge of the slope and cut the wheel as hard as i could and my depressed buddy, flew out of the cart and rolled down the hill... i got punched, but on the way home, he was even laughing about it...
7/1/10
 
hardisonw says:
This week my girlfriend and I went and played nine holes. She has never played in her entire life and I haven't played since 8th grade (I'm not 25 years old). It was a blast. Nicole racked up a few strokes on the first hole, Ok a couple were whiffs, but by the time we were finished, she was doing pretty good for a first timer. It took me a few holes to get into it, but I ended up shooting a 49. We filmed the entire thing if you're interested in watching some clips check out blog.thegolfprofessors.com
7/2/10
 
KVSmith59 says:
my normal buddy and I always seem to get hooked up with some strange people. One of the strangest: We are playing alone and come up on another guy who has waved a group through and is waiting at the tee box for us.
7/2/10
 
KVSmith59 says:
We get out of our cart and introduce ourselves to him. He's got two bags in his cart and we don't see his playing partner anywhere. He's wearing hiking boots, fingerless gloves on both hands, and he talks so fast that we could barely understand him when we introduced ourselves. So my friend and I tee off, and he follows. He's got this weird swing. It's a rocking type thing where he rears back on his right leg with his left foot off the ground, rears forward on his left leg with his right foot off the ground, and then rears forward again while striking the ball.
7/2/10
 
KVSmith59 says:
So he hits his drive approximately 150 yards and jumps into his cart and takes off. Where's his playing partner? Don't know. We finally figure out after watching him that first hole that he's alone. Every shot, whether in fairway or rough, he's teeing up the ball and using that same rocking shot. Turns out that one bag is filled with lefty clubs and the other with righty clubs. If a tree was in the way for his approach, he would use whatever set of clubs that would help avoid that tree. One shot a lefty shot, next a righty. On the greens, he would use whichever putter worked to his advantage depending on how the shot broke. We played around 12 holes with him and never really understood anything he said. It was one of those things where he'd say something and laugh, and we'd smile, laugh, and nod our heads even though we had no clue what he was saying. One of the strangest persons we'd ever golfed with.....
7/2/10
 
Bryan K says:
lol, KV...I've run into my fair share of strange people. The strangest was a guy earlier this year who talked a lot like you said this guy did. I think he had some kind of speech impediment that was halfway between a violent stutter and a mumble. Imagine Bobcat Goldthwait mixed with Boomhower from King of the Hill. At any rate, the way he talked, and what he said when I could understand him, were as funny as hell. But I was afraid of playing with the guy because he was a little "not all there". I thought I'd be waiting for him all round. He looked goofy as hell when he stepped up to the first tee box. He took two practice swings with his left arm only, and then, while still in the rocking motion of his practice swings, stepped up to the ball and sent it sailing about 300 yards right down the middle of the fairway. After eight holes, he was one stroke under par before shooting a double on number nine. Great guy. Very entertaining. I hope I run into him again.
7/2/10
 
DiC says:
KVSmith59... you can't leave it there!!!

How did he score? He sounds like some sort of genius (in a mad prof kind of way!).
Actually... do I want to know how he scored..? Or do I just leave the image in my mind that he birdied everything while chugging on a massive cigar!? (I added that bit to your story - I think they call it artistic licence).
7/5/10
 
the pro says:
i am 13 years old. my dad had bought this summer twilight pass for me for a 2nd year in a row at Celebration Golf Club in a row, allowing FREE UNLIMITED GOLF ALL SUMMER! dad takes me almost every day after work, and we can squeeze in 9 holes.
just today i had shot my worst 1-hole score ever, on the 9th hole, my final hole of the round. last year i had averaged about a bogey on every hole, but today was different. i was +18 through 8 holes, and hole #9 was a par 4, 273 yards from the tee box i had played from. i drove weakly but in the fairway. my 2nd shot with a 3 wood was flubbed and didn`t advance. my 3rd rolled into a bunker, scampered out and ran into the rough. my 4th from 100 yards out was with a 7 iron from a downhill lie in deep rough and i shanked it and it ran into fiercer rough. my lob wedge from 60 yards out, my 5th shot, i let loose on it and it hit the cart path and bounced into some gorse bushes, well lost. i took a drop and was on my 7th shot. my 7th shot from 20 yards out scooted past the
7/9/10
 
the pro says:
(sorry the last one got cut off because of a character limit)
like i was saying, my 7th shot from 20 yards out scooted past the hole and ran into a deep bunker. i needed 2 to get out, and i had also grounded my club in the hazard, for a 2 shot penalty(honest golfer i am). i putted from about 10 feet for a dismal 12 on hole 9. it scooted way past, and my 2nd putt was the same length as the 1st putt. the 2nd putt missed as well, then a 1-foot tapin for a 14 was one i carelessly hit, and one that was pushed right. i tapped it in(finally!) for a 15 on the 9th hole! it had not been the highest single hole score of my life, but the highest single hole score at Celebration i have ever shot. the previous high for me was an 11 on the par-4 2nd hole, then a 10 at the par-4 18th hole(the 10 was in a big tournament). i stormed off the green after shaking hands. that 15 on the 9th hole gave me a 9-hole score of 64(exact same as yesterday`s round), when last year i could shoot an average of 45! i had lost by 24 shots!!!!!!
7/9/10
 
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