- Sep 13, 2002
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Sunday afternoon golf at a course down by Monmouth, Illinois.
I am in a stellar mood and having my best front 9 of the season. On pace for about a 40-42 on front.
The foursome in front of us has been playing REALLY slowly, but not egregiously. Until hole 7.
We had to wait about 5 minutes on the tee box while these jackholes criss-crossed the fairway looking for balls an inordinate amount of time. OK, they aren't playing "ready golf" but it happens.
After we hit our drives (and mine is stellar, lands center fairway about 155 yards from green - they are STILL jackassing around in and around the green, inexplicably shanking and topping chips. We wait about 3 minutes for our second shots. Finally, they get ON the green. And now they are lining up putts, plumb-bobbing their putters and missing, badly. This goes on, I'm not shitting you, another FIVE MINUTES. It's obvious these guys are betting (which is fine by me) because they are lining up the shortest putts and taking time and not conceding ANY gimmes. Last guy on misses like a two footer and then - again, not shitting you - walks back to where he'd missed like a 9-footer and takes A PRACTiCE PUTT (while we are obviously standing 150ish yards out waiting) He of course misses that one, then proceeds TWICE to try and put short two-footers like the one he just missed. And he misses both of those. They finally trundle - painfully slowly - off the green, a full 8 or so minutes after we got to our drives and they were on the green.
Now I'm starting to get steamed (how steamed I was not initially aware of, but as you will see, a LOT!)
I go to hit a nice easy 155 yard 7 iron. And completely toe it, sending it at a 90 degree angle directly into the woods to my right, ruining my good front 9 score.
At this point, a hot red rage engulfs my body and I yell, extremely loudly and I should note in a sort of a canyon-like, reverberating area "THANKS A LOT F--KERS! I JUST SHANKED BY SHOT BECAUSE OF YOUR SLOW ASSES!"
I then drop a ball, take my penalty stroke, and attempt a second approach shot that hits the green, but rolls off the back.
As we roll up to the green, these guys are still off to the side. Clearly vexed. A fat, redneck-y looking one is all puffed up and as I'm looking for where my second ball landed, gets all aggressive "WHO YELLED? Which one of you assholes yelled?"
I ignore him, figuring they will eventually STFU and go away.
Now he starts geting even angrier and inexplicably says "What's your problem, Judy? Who yelled, ya ******?"
I look him in the eye and say "I did."
"What's your f----ing problem, Judy?" he says.
"You're slow-ass play, " I repsond.
Then he gets all pissed off yelling at me about how I need to "find a different game to play" and "What the hell are you in a hurry for" etc., etc., hurling insults, etc.
I actually keep my cool pretty well (for someone who often runs his mouth when provoked.)
Finally, he goes "Maybe you should play a different sport"
At which I can't resist saying "ME? I should play a different sport? You're the f---k face that missed three two-foot putts."
Then one of my partners gets between us so things don't escalate and we - believe it or not - actually did play through, lol. So in the end, my outburst worked I guess.
So here's the question - I know I violated golf etiquette by cursing and yelling on the course (and I suppose "directing" it at the group ahead). And I really didn't think it would reverberate and be quite as loud as it ended up, lol. But that said, who do you think was the bigger a-hole in this situation?
I will hang up and listen to your answers.
I am in a stellar mood and having my best front 9 of the season. On pace for about a 40-42 on front.
The foursome in front of us has been playing REALLY slowly, but not egregiously. Until hole 7.
We had to wait about 5 minutes on the tee box while these jackholes criss-crossed the fairway looking for balls an inordinate amount of time. OK, they aren't playing "ready golf" but it happens.
After we hit our drives (and mine is stellar, lands center fairway about 155 yards from green - they are STILL jackassing around in and around the green, inexplicably shanking and topping chips. We wait about 3 minutes for our second shots. Finally, they get ON the green. And now they are lining up putts, plumb-bobbing their putters and missing, badly. This goes on, I'm not shitting you, another FIVE MINUTES. It's obvious these guys are betting (which is fine by me) because they are lining up the shortest putts and taking time and not conceding ANY gimmes. Last guy on misses like a two footer and then - again, not shitting you - walks back to where he'd missed like a 9-footer and takes A PRACTiCE PUTT (while we are obviously standing 150ish yards out waiting) He of course misses that one, then proceeds TWICE to try and put short two-footers like the one he just missed. And he misses both of those. They finally trundle - painfully slowly - off the green, a full 8 or so minutes after we got to our drives and they were on the green.
Now I'm starting to get steamed (how steamed I was not initially aware of, but as you will see, a LOT!)
I go to hit a nice easy 155 yard 7 iron. And completely toe it, sending it at a 90 degree angle directly into the woods to my right, ruining my good front 9 score.
At this point, a hot red rage engulfs my body and I yell, extremely loudly and I should note in a sort of a canyon-like, reverberating area "THANKS A LOT F--KERS! I JUST SHANKED BY SHOT BECAUSE OF YOUR SLOW ASSES!"
I then drop a ball, take my penalty stroke, and attempt a second approach shot that hits the green, but rolls off the back.
As we roll up to the green, these guys are still off to the side. Clearly vexed. A fat, redneck-y looking one is all puffed up and as I'm looking for where my second ball landed, gets all aggressive "WHO YELLED? Which one of you assholes yelled?"
I ignore him, figuring they will eventually STFU and go away.
Now he starts geting even angrier and inexplicably says "What's your problem, Judy? Who yelled, ya ******?"
I look him in the eye and say "I did."
"What's your f----ing problem, Judy?" he says.
"You're slow-ass play, " I repsond.
Then he gets all pissed off yelling at me about how I need to "find a different game to play" and "What the hell are you in a hurry for" etc., etc., hurling insults, etc.
I actually keep my cool pretty well (for someone who often runs his mouth when provoked.)
Finally, he goes "Maybe you should play a different sport"
At which I can't resist saying "ME? I should play a different sport? You're the f---k face that missed three two-foot putts."
Then one of my partners gets between us so things don't escalate and we - believe it or not - actually did play through, lol. So in the end, my outburst worked I guess.
So here's the question - I know I violated golf etiquette by cursing and yelling on the course (and I suppose "directing" it at the group ahead). And I really didn't think it would reverberate and be quite as loud as it ended up, lol. But that said, who do you think was the bigger a-hole in this situation?
I will hang up and listen to your answers.