I got to the course Sunday afternoon, with no real plans, so I got 2 buckets of balls and headed to the range. I had just set the buckets down when the lightning horn blew. Walk back up the hill to the clubhouse. :unhappy:
30 minutes later, the all clear blows. Walk back the the range, and happily the buckets of balls are still there.
Hit the balls while wearing my Tour Tempo player. Took me 1/2 a bucket to even get close to the slowest tempo. I guess my swing has gotten a little slower. This is something I really need to use more, as the ball striking got better.
So I walk up to the 1st tee, thinking I may play a few holes, as the weather is looking better. Nope. A 5 some just pulled up and proceeded to settle themselves around the blue tees. 4 guys in their 20s, and Pops. This course is only 6850 yards from the blues. I'm somewhat surprised they didn't select the 7280 yard blacks. maybe they didn't want to show off.
1st guy: skyball, re-tee, shank.
2nd guy: topped, re-tee, topped.
Pops: puts down half scarfed hot dog, 2 practice swings that look like something a Zombie would make, skyball, re-tee, pulled OB into the parking lot, hope my car is OK.
At this point I decide to just sit on the porch and watch the entertainment. :beach3:
3rd guy: pull hook goes about 150 yards down the fairway, then thinks better of it and joins its brethren in the woods. re-tee, topped.
I'm starting to see a pattern here. I wonder if they are related?
4th guy: makes a huge divot with the driver. divot actually goes a decent distance, considering how non-aerodynamic divots are. Ball not quite as long. re-tee, dribble.
Unfortunately, no one except me is present to witness this shining example of manly golfing prowess. I was tempted to applaud, but thought better of it. Instead I watched them pile into their carts and head in various directions to retrieve the errant Nike One Platinums.
Looking at my watch, I saw that there was only about 4 hours of daylight left, probably not enough to play 9 holes behind a 5 some, even ones as good as those. So I trudged back to my car. As I was putting my clubs in the trunk, I heard the lightning horn blow.........
30 minutes later, the all clear blows. Walk back the the range, and happily the buckets of balls are still there.
Hit the balls while wearing my Tour Tempo player. Took me 1/2 a bucket to even get close to the slowest tempo. I guess my swing has gotten a little slower. This is something I really need to use more, as the ball striking got better.
So I walk up to the 1st tee, thinking I may play a few holes, as the weather is looking better. Nope. A 5 some just pulled up and proceeded to settle themselves around the blue tees. 4 guys in their 20s, and Pops. This course is only 6850 yards from the blues. I'm somewhat surprised they didn't select the 7280 yard blacks. maybe they didn't want to show off.
1st guy: skyball, re-tee, shank.
2nd guy: topped, re-tee, topped.
Pops: puts down half scarfed hot dog, 2 practice swings that look like something a Zombie would make, skyball, re-tee, pulled OB into the parking lot, hope my car is OK.
At this point I decide to just sit on the porch and watch the entertainment. :beach3:
3rd guy: pull hook goes about 150 yards down the fairway, then thinks better of it and joins its brethren in the woods. re-tee, topped.
I'm starting to see a pattern here. I wonder if they are related?
4th guy: makes a huge divot with the driver. divot actually goes a decent distance, considering how non-aerodynamic divots are. Ball not quite as long. re-tee, dribble.
Unfortunately, no one except me is present to witness this shining example of manly golfing prowess. I was tempted to applaud, but thought better of it. Instead I watched them pile into their carts and head in various directions to retrieve the errant Nike One Platinums.
Looking at my watch, I saw that there was only about 4 hours of daylight left, probably not enough to play 9 holes behind a 5 some, even ones as good as those. So I trudged back to my car. As I was putting my clubs in the trunk, I heard the lightning horn blow.........
