Let me set the stage.....
2 years ago, my buddy Tony had been playing golf for 9 months. We've insisted that he play correctly from day one. No mulligans, play it as it lies, stroke and distance, etc..... in other words, golf. He also posts all scores. At the time his index was an honest 34. We're standing on the tee box of a 145 yard par 3. Tony tees it up in the middle of the box, though the tee markers are at the front of the box. I stop him and tell him that the teeing area only extends 2 club lengths behind the markers. He nods, picks up, moves forward 15 feet, re-tees, and knocks it in the jar! In 40 years of playing golf, it was the first ace I'd ever seen. The other guy we were playing with and I bought Tony the commemorative plaque and then dragged him out to the nearest bar to celebrate.......on him! ![]()
Fast forward to yesterday......
Tony has now been playing just short of 3 years and carries a 22.8 index. Of the rest of our group, I'm the high handicapper at 5.5, one guy plays off of 3.8, and the other is +0.6. Same course, different hole...... 160 yards and the 3 of us are all within 25 feet of the pin and feeling pretty good about ourselves. That's when 'ole knucklehead drags his sorry, 23 hcp ass up to the tee box and proceeds to short hop a 5 iron into the hole like a scared rabbit headed home!
2 aces within 3 years of picking up a club for the first time, when his goal every round is to break 100.....something that doesn't happen all that often either. The other 3 of us have played the game for a combined total of over 90 years. Tony's handicap is about 3 times our combined handicaps, and only the + guy has one solitary ace 10 years ago. Good grief...... ![]()
The SOB gets to buy his own plaque this time! ![]()


























