I would have used an open face club. Something like a sand wedge.

Sounds like he got a hole in one! Get it???

RATE OF PLAY!
RATE OF PLAY!
RATE OF PLAY!
RATE OF PLAY!

I would have gone w/ the 3 iron. My most useless club. I wouldn't miss it.

farkingismybusiness: I would have used an open face club. Something like a sand wedge.

Mmmm, open face club sandwich.

You've got to be a crazy farker to put a hole in one dude.


/yeah, that was awful

zato_ichi: I would have gone w/ the 3 iron. My most useless club. I wouldn't miss it.

o.O

I think it's one of my most used clubs... mainly due to my horrible drive.

I try to be civil in this situation and let the faster player play through, after I put his balls through the ball washer.

jingks: zato_ichi: I would have gone w/ the 3 iron. My most useless club. I wouldn't miss it.

o.O

I think it's one of my most used clubs... mainly due to my horrible drive.

3 wood hybrid with a graphite shaft. It's niiiice.

I hate slow groups. Ruins my momentum. Justified.

buckeyebrain: farkingismybusiness: I would have used an open face club. Something like a sand wedge.

Mmmm, open face club sandwich.


Nice putt.

doyner: Who plays through on a par 3?

Not these guys, obviously.

The price is WRONG, Bob...

americans at their worst: either they're giving you that over the top fake friendliness characteristic of their tip-demanding servile class or they're going cawksure obnoxious full retard over something stupid. take your pick.

Bomb Head Mohammed: americans at their worst: either they're giving you that over the top fake friendliness characteristic of their tip-demanding servile class or they're going cawksure obnoxious full retard over something stupid. take your pick.

I'm going with fake friendly over real asshole 9 times out of 10.

Csb...

Several years ago, two friends and I were playing a round on a nice course. The groups in front of us were slow, so we were taking a leisurely pace. Asking to pass at the par 3s wouldn't have helped much because the whole course seemed to be running slow.

Some hotheaded Koreans actually drove a ball into our group on a par 4. When we turned to look at them, they were gesturing and yelling at us to hurry up. I picked up their ball and threw it into the woods and turned back to them and gave them the finger. Two of them started running to their carts and one of my friends said, "Oh fark, here we go..."

When they reached us, one of them got out of the cart holding an iron like he was ready to hit me with it. I was pointing to the group ahead, trying to tell them we couldn't go any faster because the groups in front. There was a lot of yelling going on, when my friend looked at the guy who wasn't holding the club and said, "Tony?". My friend manages a chain of restaurants, and Tony was an account executive who worked for the food distributor. Tony said, "Hi Mr. Chan. Sorry about that". Tony grabbed the friend and pulled him back to their cart. My friend told me later that Tony came by the next week and dropped off 3 cases of beer - one for each of us, and apologized profusely for his friend's aggressive attitude.

Bomb Head Mohammed: americans at their worst: either they're giving you that over the top fake friendliness characteristic of their tip-demanding servile class or they're going cawksure obnoxious full retard over something stupid. take your pick.

Exactly why I stopped playing. The guys I used to golf with played with so much tension and pressure It ruined the farking game. They'd throw punches at each other over extra strokes on their cards they didn't think belonged. They would hurl their clubs into the water from missed putts. Smash their damn clubs into the green taking out huge chunks of green with it. They behaved like spoiled children. I just sat back in the cart drinkinging beers checking my watch. I only went 5 or 6 times with those douchebags and hated it more each round. After that summer, sold my clubs and took up 10 pin.

lowrez: I hate slow groups. Ruins my momentum. Justified.

I don't think you quite understand what happened. The faster group wanted to play through, and someone from the slow group got stabby. Unless you were naming your favorite TV show, in which case, kudos to you.

Atomic Spunk: Csb...

Several years ago, two friends and I were playing a round on a nice course. The groups in front of us were slow, so we were taking a leisurely pace. Asking to pass at the par 3s wouldn't have helped much because the whole course seemed to be running slow.

Some hotheaded Koreans actually drove a ball into our group on a par 4. When we turned to look at them, they were gesturing and yelling at us to hurry up. I picked up their ball and threw it into the woods and turned back to them and gave them the finger. Two of them started running to their carts and one of my friends said, "Oh fark, here we go..."

When they reached us, one of them got out of the cart holding an iron like he was ready to hit me with it. I was pointing to the group ahead, trying to tell them we couldn't go any faster because the groups in front. There was a lot of yelling going on, when my friend looked at the guy who wasn't holding the club and said, "Tony?". My friend manages a chain of restaurants, and Tony was an account executive who worked for the food distributor. Tony said, "Hi Mr. Chan. Sorry about that". Tony grabbed the friend and pulled him back to their cart. My friend told me later that Tony came by the next week and dropped off 3 cases of beer - one for each of us, and apologized profusely for his friend's aggressive attitude.

That is a cool story.

I don't have one but my Dad does: he was playing a round in Bangkok with a Texan friend of his. My Dad is so bad at golf that even his friend, who only has two fingers on one hand, is better than him. So these two farang are plodding around this course and a group of Thais want to play through. Aided by some Mekhong, the Texan was having none of it and duly told them to fark off and wait. Cue the caddy drawing a pistol out of the bag and pointing it at the Texan. It transpires that the guys are police generals and have a 1 million baht bet on the round. They let them through.

Eugoogoolizer:

Exactly why I stopped playing. The guys I used to golf with played with so much tension and pressure It ruined the farking game. .

I never keep score and that upsets a lot of people, as well as not wagering on the game or wearing ugly clothes and I have a much better stance and swing wearing Vanns instead of cleats. I mean really, those are the most important parts of the game?

/of course, since I'm on FARK, you know I enjoy the 19th hole . . .

This is why I gotta shotty 'n 1/4 acre of plastic wrap in my bag.

I've seen a lot of people get all whacked out of shape over slow play. Why ruin your round worrying about what the guys ahead of you may or may not be doing? You're out there to have fun, just let it go.

Atomic Spunk: Csb...

Several years ago, two friends and I were playing a round on a nice course. The groups in front of us were slow, so we were taking a leisurely pace. Asking to pass at the par 3s wouldn't have helped much because the whole course seemed to be running slow.

Some hotheaded Koreans actually drove a ball into our group on a par 4. When we turned to look at them, they were gesturing and yelling at us to hurry up. I picked up their ball and threw it into the woods and turned back to them and gave them the finger. Two of them started running to their carts and one of my friends said, "Oh fark, here we go..."

When they reached us, one of them got out of the cart holding an iron like he was ready to hit me with it. I was pointing to the group ahead, trying to tell them we couldn't go any faster because the groups in front. There was a lot of yelling going on, when my friend looked at the guy who wasn't holding the club and said, "Tony?". My friend manages a chain of restaurants, and Tony was an account executive who worked for the food distributor. Tony said, "Hi Mr. Chan. Sorry about that". Tony grabbed the friend and pulled him back to their cart. My friend told me later that Tony came by the next week and dropped off 3 cases of beer - one for each of us, and apologized profusely for his friend's aggressive attitude.

Right on. I had a similar situation happen with my mom and I. For being a 55 year-old woman, my mom plays well and hits from the men's tees. She's much more consistent than I am, that's for sure. Anyways, we had a foursome in front of us, and were naturally slower than us just due to the number of players. We were just out for a good walk and some quality time, so we were fine. A couple times I felt like the foursome behind us with golf carts were cutting it a little close and teeing off while we were barely out of range while walking after hitting our second shot. On the last hole, a par 5, we were waiting to hit our third shot to the green while the people in front finished up.

They were impatient enough to hit into us. A ball landed in front of us, and another hit my mom's bag. Bad move. I picked up the balls and we went directly to the clubhouse and told the pro what had happened. He asked to point them out, which was easy enough since they were on 18. He had this look on his face and said, "Oh, yeah...they're members." "Well, were members."

He walked out to the green, kicked some dude's ball, grabbed the flag, stuck it back in the cup, and told them to get the hell off his course.

We got a free round and a profuse apology. And that's the story of how we chose which club to join as members.

FTA: "A fight over golf is sort of ridiculous. You can't take golf that serious."

Bomb Head Mohammed: americans at their worst: either they're giving you that over the top fake friendliness characteristic of their tip-demanding servile class or they're going cawksure obnoxious full retard over something stupid. take your pick.

Yeah, I farking hate friendly cheerful employees. I prefer dead-eyed malcontents too.

I found the best way to handle someone hitting a ball into you is to simply hit it back to them, or hit it into the water hazard for them. Did this multiple times to Japanese players that were playing on military courses on a busy weekend. When you have a full group in front of you, and a group in front of them and a group in front of them, there's not any real reason to get pissy and start driving into the group in front of you.

the grip end of the club works fantastically for pushing balls several inches deep into soft ground.

Wanted for questioning

Chinchillazilla: Thank god I only play frisbee golf.

Where can I score some kind bud, man?

Car_Ramrod:

Came for this, but didn't expect to actually see it. Leaving very satisfied.

"Your pills? Well where are your pills? They're in the cart? Well I guess you're pretty much f*cked then, aren't you? Now you're going to die out here wearing that stupid hat."

/he just wanted to go home

"Who ever tees off in front of you automatically becomes the dumbest players on the planet."

Worked at a golf course for 10 years, called the Sheriff twice, the ambulance 3 times, have a total body count of 3 dead (all heart attacks) and 1 crippled from a 4 iron he tried to hit by a tree. When the shaft broke, it flipped around and stuck him in the femoral artery. First, he almost bled to death, later he got sepsis.

On the one 'gun' threat I called in (over slow play and hitting in to the group ahead), it was hilarious to see the Sheriff drive right across the 1st and 10th fairway with his lights on. The other was just a bar fight.

Golf - serious business////

"I'll never call Golf a dull game again."

enad58: He walked out to the green, kicked some dude's ball, grabbed the flag, stuck it back in the cup, and told them to get the hell off his course.

We got a free round and a profuse apology. And that's the story of how we chose which club to join as members.


He must have had problems with them before.

I have honestly never seen this sort of thing around here most of the time if the group ahead of us is slow we all chill out and drink beers at the tee box and chat without the other players.

Confession time. I once repeatedly hit into someone, on purpose.

In college, a member of the golf team was in my Spanish class; he's since won some tour events, although he's most known for losing a major in a playoff. I ran into him at the course, introduced myself to him, and asked him if he wanted to play. He big-timed me: flat out told me I wouldn't be able to keep up with him, and he was in a hurry.

He went ahead of me, despite my having been at the tee first, and I was so pissed I hit into him on every driving hole for nine holes. I had been a pretty decent high-school player, good enough for some DI-AA and D2 scholarship offers--not as good as him, obviously, but I was really, really long of the tee. So I let him hit his approach shot, start walking, and then hit after fifteen seconds or so. He'd be about thirty or forty yards past where he drove it and my ball would roll past him. Over and over. He confronted me after the round, and I told him he was imagining things, as there's no way I could have possibly kept up with him. He probably would have kicked my ass, but I'm significantly larger then he is. And, of course, I would have deserved it.

I still feel a little guilty, although I guess he and his eight figure career earnings got the last laugh.

Rocco?

Teen Wolf Blitzer: Sounds like he got a hole in one! Get it???

Came for a hole-in-one joke. Leaving 'meh'.