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Most angry you've ever seen someone get on the course

TIGolfer1996

TIGolfer1996

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Share your stories, I have a bag of popcorn and an arnold palmer at the ready. Here goes, A teammate threw his club about 25 yards one time on the fly, he got 50 yards, a his club went further than his ball...
 
I witnessed a club being thrown about oh 50 yds into a pond. Then after calming down he went and retrieved it. Lucky for him the shaft was sticking straight up in the air.

Also I did not witness this, but on my fathers league someone tossed a putter in frustration and nailed a guy right in the face. Needed stitches and everything. Crazy.

Usually I will just throw a ball in the woods or the water if I've had "one of those holes".
 
I have seen a couple of guys throw clubs, but I just think it is silly. Sure I get mad at myself every now and then, but then I think it sure beats being at work. I mean seriously, I do this for fun, so why get mad. Right?
 
I witnessed someone snap their driver in half. When I say I witnessed someone snap their driver in half, I mean I snapped my driver in half in a fit of anger.


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I saw a guy set up to hit a draw, double cross himself and hit a slice out of bounds, slam his driver on the ground, it broke in half and the club head half hit me across the thigh. It was awkward.
 
I saw a shaft get so mad at TC when he was trying to regrip it that it flew across my garage and almost impaled our at the time brand new Infiniti.
 
JB said:
I saw a shaft get so mad at TC when he was trying to regrip it that it flew across my garage and almost impaled our at the time brand new Infiniti.
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LOL, that wasn't intentional. Or was it?
 
I have seen my brother in law break clubs over his leg, and in one other instance he got mad and swing his club at his bag really hard because he was mad at a shot. On the next tee he pulled his driver out of the bag and the shaft fell apart in two. He had hit his bag so hard with the other club that it had hit his driver shaft and snapped it, lol. He is a great golfer but he definitely gets angry when he has a bad round.
 
TC said:
LOL, that wasn't intentional. Or was it?
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hahahahaha, TC says, I wanna do it man. I was luckily standing outside the garage watching
 
OG got so angry he snapped a shaft on a swing at the outing last year...hehehe
 
Guy I was playing with was jawing at the group in front of us in a not so friendly way. They were heavily intoxicated and terrible golfers, but wanted to fight I guess. So he pulled brass knuckles from his bag and started walking over to them. I just sat in the cart with a deer in the headlights look thinking, "is this really happening right now? And who actually carries brass knuckles in their golf bag?"

Nothing wound up happening either. They drove away, he called the club house, they got escorted off. Massive let down.
 
the guy I play with throws his clubs a few times each round. I wasn't there, but one round he broke his driver and 3 wood (both new) from slamming them on the tee box. sometimes it's funny, most of the time it's annoying
 
Good thing no one here got to see me weekend before last when a couple idiots hit into us for a 4th time. Pretty sure I looked for my brass knuckles, haha.
 
When I was about 12, the guy who got me into the game and I were playing. He slices his drive, and proceeds to chuck his driver a full 100 yards down the fairway. On the next driving hole, he crushes one 350......

Uphill.

I wish I was joking.
 
A twosome, myself and another single were grouped up for a round. The other single was a large man, that took his golf WAY too seriously. (Like pacing off putts to see who was away) On a couple teeboxes the concept of 'ready golf' was brought up which did not sit well with this gentleman.

On the 11th hole, one of the guys asked 'Ready golf?' to which this guy replied "Im always effin' ready." He then proceeded to slice his drive into the trees, turned around to the three of us, and said "Im gonna F****** kill the next person who says ready golf."

I was afraid for my life.

He then walked up next to me as we were approaching the 11th green and said "I usually wear this wristband that reminds me to control my anger, but i forgot it today."

I was even more afraid for my life.
 
I slammed a set driver onto hardpan and broke it at the head, but it got me upgraded to a TM Burner 09 Driver that I still proudly use, so no regrets or complaints...
 
Me. Maybe 15, 16 years old.

I was not a prodigy. Breaking 100 was good, and under 90 was great. Doesn't mean I didn't have the expectations of a scratch handicap and the coordination and grace of a stegosaurus on roller skates.
I had recently lost the head off a 3 iron. Not anger, just flew off during a shot from the rough when I caught some rocks. I still had the shaft in the bag.

Junior tournament time. Long drive to get there. I was doing well, and hope began to rise. Stepped up to the tee box about hole 12 or so full of confidence and pride.
This tee had a deep, deep ravine about 15y in front of it. Wasn't more than 15 feet wide. I stepped up, took a practice swing, and unleashed an awesome blow that bounced into the ground, straight up, and vanished into the chasm.

I felt like I'd been punted in the goolies. From what I was told once the haze lifted, I turned to my playing partners, said, "Excuse me. I'll be back.", went to my bag, and retreived the 0 iron (the shaft mentioned above).

I then vanished into the trees beside the tee box, whereupon my partners heard "Whack! WHAM! WHAM!" and much profanity. I then stalked out of the woods bearing 2 pieces of shaft, stomped to the ravine, and cast them into the depths, muttering AngloSaxonisms the whole time.

I then reteed and managed to find the other side of the ditch, and turned to see both of my competitors rolling on the ground laughing so hard I thought they'd die.

I have managed not to repeat that over the last 30 years. Not my finest moment.
 
jmatt said:
Me. Maybe 15, 16 years old.

I was not a prodigy. Breaking 100 was good, and under 90 was great. Doesn't mean I didn't have the expectations of a scratch handicap and the coordination and grace of a stegosaurus on roller skates.
I had recently lost the head off a 3 iron. Not anger, just flew off during a shot from the rough when I caught some rocks. I still had the shaft in the bag.

Junior tournament time. Long drive to get there. I was doing well, and hope began to rise. Stepped up to the tee box about hole 12 or so full of confidence and pride.
This tee had a deep, deep ravine about 15y in front of it. Wasn't more than 15 feet wide. I stepped up, took a practice swing, and unleashed an awesome blow that bounced into the ground, straight up, and vanished into the chasm.

I felt like I'd been punted in the goolies. From what I was told once the haze lifted, I turned to my playing partners, said, "Excuse me. I'll be back.", went to my bag, and retreived the 0 iron (the shaft mentioned above).

I then vanished into the trees beside the tee box, whereupon my partners heard "Whack! WHAM! WHAM!" and much profanity. I then stalked out of the woods bearing 2 pieces of shaft, stomped to the ravine, and cast them into the depths, muttering AngloSaxonisms the whole time.

I then reteed and managed to find the other side of the ditch, and turned to see both of my competitors rolling on the ground laughing so hard I thought they'd die.

I have managed not to repeat that over the last 30 years. Not my finest moment.
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You sir, are hilarious! I had a teammate chuck his 3 wood into a river in practice, the caoch saw and barked at him to retrieve it. We were rolling and so was the coach, he came out sopping wet
 
In highschool I saw a friend of mine (on about the 14th tee, during a paticularly frustrating round) pick his entire bag up with both hands, over his head (hulk hogan style) and chuck it off the tee box down the hill toward a pond. It was like a car cliff-crash in a movie...clubs flying everywhere, bag bouncing end over end. My other friend and I stared at each other, we both wanted to rip him, but were actually afarid he might try to kill someone at that time.

...So we waited about 5 min. THEN ripped him.
 
I was playing with a member at the country club I worked at and witnessed him have a Tin Cup type of moment. First hole at our course there is OB along the right side. We played the back nine first and the guy and his playing partner were down quite a bit of money to myself and another co-worker. He hadn't hit a decent drive all day and proceeds to hit his drive out of bounds. Takes his driver, snaps it over his knee and waits for the rest of us to hit. So we all hit, and he goes to hit his 3rd shot from the tee, goes out of bounds and what do ya know, the 3-wood is in two pieces. He then hits an iron down the fairway and away we went.

So everything seemed to have calmed down until the next hole. He plays from tee to green just fine and we get up to putt. At this point both myself and my co-worker were hitting 4 on a par 4, he has a putt for birdie which would win him his first skin of the day. Barely skims the right edge and misses his putt. The guy throws his putter into a pine tree that is about 30 or 40 yards away, walks over and picks it up and then breaks it over his knee. Funny thing is he walks over to myself and my co-worker, pays us each for the skins as well as the front/back and total, and walks back to the club house. We were all laughing, including his playing partner. That same year, he proceeded to break another 9 shafts. Normally I would be extremely annoyed by people like that, but this guy was the nicest person you'll ever meet.

The only bad part for me of the entire story, was he wanted the stock shafts, so I had to call 3 different manufacturers the next day to get the clubs sent back and reshafted. But I have a funny story, so it's a pretty even trade.
 
I went to visit my old college roommate in Jacksonville about 2 years ago and we were playing a nice course with 2 other friends. The guys behind us hit into us while we are all standing in the fairway waiting for the group in front of us to clear the green about 100 yards away (Par 4 mind you, these were our 2nd shots). My buddy turns around and throws his arms up in the air to say WTH? They hit their other 3 tee shots into us as well and then start to roll up the fairway in their golf carts for a confrontation.

My buddy starts smashing their tee shots back at them with his 3 iron and begging them to please come to us. Once they recognized that had just been "out-crazied" they tried diverting around us and performing a drive by cussing. My buddy isn't having it and attempts to flip their cart over as they went by, getting them well up on 2 wheels and darn near pulling it off. Somehow he ended up with a headcover of theirs and tore it apart with a combo of teeth, feet and hands.

After we watched them cut across the next hole to get the hell out of there and the adrenaline resided, we laughed so hard we cried as my buddy picked the thread/fur/cloth from the headcover out of his teeth.
 
One guy in my group missed the green on a par 3 with a 7 iron, then slammed the club on the tee marker snapping the head off and almost hitting me seating in the cart. I got on his A$$ like he was mine. I get mad at the shots sometimes, but never throw or slam.
 
last summer, I got out one week-day for a mid-afternoon round. Playing solo, I caught up to a 2-some and hit up shy of the green while they were putting. Unbeknownst to me, about the time I roll up near my ball, a group on another tee sprays one across the green where these 2 guys were, just barely missing a head-strike on one of the guys. The older one of them comes flying off the green screaming at me and wanting to fight. This is a big surprise to me and I am thinking WTF, and trying to decide what to do as this guy is in a full charge toward me. I had enough time to get out of the cart and on my feet and am trying to decide whether to arm myself with a club when he yells something about almost hitting him in the head with my ball. I figured it out quick and yelled back, "there's my ball right there a$$hole" and pointed my ball in the rough on the approach to the green. He stops in his tracks and is trying to figure out what happened....about that time, the guys from the other tee appear from behind some bushes and apologize for their errant tee shot....they must have heard all the commotion. So, the guy flips me off anyway and yells "sorry!" (nuthin like a sincere apology right?)

I kept my distance from this hothead after that, but about 3 holes later, the guy walks off the green where they were playing and 1/2-way back up the fairway I'm playing on and apologizes...even offered to pay for my round. I declined but let him know I appreciated the fact he felt bad about it and offerered to make it right.
 
Rekimoto said:
A twosome, myself and another single were grouped up for a round. The other single was a large man, that took his golf WAY too seriously. (Like pacing off putts to see who was away) On a couple teeboxes the concept of 'ready golf' was brought up which did not sit well with this gentleman.

On the 11th hole, one of the guys asked 'Ready golf?' to which this guy replied "Im always effin' ready." He then proceeded to slice his drive into the trees, turned around to the three of us, and said "Im gonna F****** kill the next person who says ready golf."

I was afraid for my life.

He then walked up next to me as we were approaching the 11th green and said "I usually wear this wristband that reminds me to control my anger, but i forgot it today."

I was even more afraid for my life.
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We have a winner! lol
 
One time I saw this Yoccos guy get so mad at missing a fairway he swung the head right off his pitching wedge.
 
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