No trophies this year fellas.....Team Buckeye stood on the tee box of the last hole all square needing at least 1/2 to advance to the shootout...... Short par 3 dead into the wind comng off the Atlantic, our opponents both safely on the green, my partner finds the front bunker some 15 feet below the surface of the green - hasn't gotten up and down from there in the entirety of his life - the kid standing on the box needing a golf shot and visualizing a dart inside three feet crushing the hopes and dreams of our opponents.......not - Hunter Mahan, oops meant to say I -fashion a world class hosel rocket over the top of my neighbors house safely into the middle of the Intercoastal Waterway.....game set match. I do believe we got first prize for best dressed..... can't get the pic to post for some reason....you'll just have to use your imagination!
No Plus 4's but close......picture Daly's loudmouth line in shorts with a distinct Buckeye flair.....fun stuff. As we pulled up to the bag drop the club pro told me that the circus entrance was the next exit! :lol:
Congrats, BT! Skillz pay da billz! You know, I made a putt similar to the one shown in that video in 2006 in Fort Worth, Tx. Mine was about 165-170' and I played it from the frog hair fairway. I played it it off the face of two bunkers like drawing and "S" from the bottom up. I remember telling my brother in law " I'm going to sink this putt using a "Texas wedge" in honor of playing in Texas. I took about a 90 degree backswing with my putter. He stood up by the flag laughing as the ball took its circuitus route. After it came off the second bunker facing and started up the berm of the green his laughing turned to a good natured series of profanities as its path straightened out and he pulled the flag as the ball center cut the hole. That's what makes golf a great game... nonsense like that. It was a courageous shot on my part because we had a 7A tee time and had been out until 3:30A... I was totally hungover and possibly legally drunk when we teed off. After the round he drove me to DFW where I climbed on a plane, passed out and woke up in Newark, NJ. 8)
:shock: Damn Krebsie, if I didn't know the rest of the story I'd say that sounds like a nightmare! Good stuff..... :lol:
So if I ever get teamed up with you in a tournament I have to find a way to keep you out all night and get you totally blasted, eh? :wink: :wink:
I don't want to give the wrong impression here like I'm the Foster Brooks of golf. But I have shown a capacity to play well in a self- induced disabled state. I was at a Sharp Electronics meeting in San Antone in 2002. We played a course I think named Pecan Valley. Another early tee time and another late, late night prior. Scramble format. We started on #7 which was a Par 3 and the closest to the pin prize hole. I stepped up to the tee so severely hung over that I was trembling. And staring into the low rising sun. I couldn't even see the flag or the green for that matter. A playing partner pointed me in the right direction and I swung a shaky 7I. Couldn't see a thing but one of the guys thought I holed it. In fact I was 8" behind the flag. Tapped in and was awarded a Cleveland wedge at the festivities later.
Well given what I have read so far, I'm hiring somebody to take you out and do a pub crawl before any scramble you and I are ever teamed up!! :wink: :wink:
I too am not going to be an advertisement for MADD.....unlike Krebsie tho, I cannot play hungover - can't do it, feel like crap, play like crap. Won't even mark my ball on the front 9 for fear of either falling over or hurling..... However, there is a sweet spot in my game somewhere around after the first 2 beers but for certain prior to the last 12! Handicap is without a doubt at minimum 5-6 shots better in the sweet spot with just the right amount of swing grease....sorry MADD, just sayin' 8)