darthweasel
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Went out for super twilight round at good old Red Tail. Got matched up with a guy and his (grown)son on the front, we are waiting every shot but it was a good time, good peeps. We were doing all the usual...sanding our divots, repairing every ball mark we saw on the green, tossing our trash in the can. They drop off after 9 as did the two groups ahead of them. Cool, I like where this is headed. Play 10, end up waiting on 11. Foursome plays half of ten, sees me waiting, skips ahead to 13. Turns out the two guys I am waiting on are an instructor and his student working on a trouble shot. They step aside, I play 11 and 12, this group is just leaving the 13th green.
I am waiting for them by the time I tee off 14 and get to hear some of their conversation. And brags. No doubt they were good. They were playing from a hair over 6600 yards and playing well. They were mostly hitting the green on the par 3 that was playing 191 from my box, so over 200 from theirs. They were mostly on or around the fairway, a lot of GIR. A lot of smack talk about "birdie gets you nothing, %^&*(" and having a good time.
They also were the absolute worst on the course. Take a giant divot? That is good for the laugh, zero chance they are using the sand buckets. I saw several shots hit the green, 1 ball mark repaired. Spitting sunflower seeds on the green. Oh, and my personal favorite...as I am waiting for them to tee off, I watch all four of them grab the paper cups from the water cooler, suck down water, and throw the cups on the ground. To appreciate exactly how asinine this is, let me paint a picture. As I stand looking at the cooler, the garbage can is one foot to the right. They threw the cups BETWEEN the cooler and the trash can.
Like, really?
I will likely never be confused with a good golfer. Something is always not working. Hole 13 is a fine example. Hit my 3w with a gentle draw 241 down the right center. All day my tee game was well above average for me. I avoided the water left and the water straight and long. I had straight line at the flag that avoided both bits of sand. I had one of my favorite clubs in hand. I proceeded to skull it 76 yards. No worries, that would be my "hit to a number" 95 yard wedge. Which I thought I just nutted...only to watch it come down 70 yards later on the upper edge of the sand where I had no stance. From the perfect drive to a double...
But I will take that over being the low capper as these guys claimed (and had the game) to be, who cuts in front, slows people down, doesn't care for the course, throws trash on the ground. Good for them having fun. Good for them being good. Bad for them being everything bad about golf. Oh, and those holes they skipped? When I was walking off 18, they were halfway down hole 10...you know, the hole they left half played to skip ahead of people.
I am waiting for them by the time I tee off 14 and get to hear some of their conversation. And brags. No doubt they were good. They were playing from a hair over 6600 yards and playing well. They were mostly hitting the green on the par 3 that was playing 191 from my box, so over 200 from theirs. They were mostly on or around the fairway, a lot of GIR. A lot of smack talk about "birdie gets you nothing, %^&*(" and having a good time.
They also were the absolute worst on the course. Take a giant divot? That is good for the laugh, zero chance they are using the sand buckets. I saw several shots hit the green, 1 ball mark repaired. Spitting sunflower seeds on the green. Oh, and my personal favorite...as I am waiting for them to tee off, I watch all four of them grab the paper cups from the water cooler, suck down water, and throw the cups on the ground. To appreciate exactly how asinine this is, let me paint a picture. As I stand looking at the cooler, the garbage can is one foot to the right. They threw the cups BETWEEN the cooler and the trash can.
Like, really?
I will likely never be confused with a good golfer. Something is always not working. Hole 13 is a fine example. Hit my 3w with a gentle draw 241 down the right center. All day my tee game was well above average for me. I avoided the water left and the water straight and long. I had straight line at the flag that avoided both bits of sand. I had one of my favorite clubs in hand. I proceeded to skull it 76 yards. No worries, that would be my "hit to a number" 95 yard wedge. Which I thought I just nutted...only to watch it come down 70 yards later on the upper edge of the sand where I had no stance. From the perfect drive to a double...
But I will take that over being the low capper as these guys claimed (and had the game) to be, who cuts in front, slows people down, doesn't care for the course, throws trash on the ground. Good for them having fun. Good for them being good. Bad for them being everything bad about golf. Oh, and those holes they skipped? When I was walking off 18, they were halfway down hole 10...you know, the hole they left half played to skip ahead of people.