Post your personal golf bloopers or funniest golf moments! :)

[blackstallion10]

Thought it'd be fun to start a thread with your favorite golf bloopers, stories or youtube vids...

This clip is HILARIOUS...

http://www.mediafile...e.com/5004.html

And I've also got my own story... My brother was driving the cart with me as passenger, going full speed over the crest of a hill not really paying attention with a drink in his hand. So as we speed over the top of the hill there's an evergreen tree SMACK in front of us. Suddenly, I look over and my brother is GONE from the cart. He *bailed* on me and did it in "stealth" mode - not a WORD as he bailed. So here I am in a golf cart still going full speed from the momentum!! So JUST as the cart is about to crash, I managed to bail too- all this happened within SECONDS. And the cart? Full speed, "passengerless" into the tree... LOL!!! We laughed *so* hard at the sight of the golf cart lodged awkwardly in the tree...

And no, we weren't *drinking* drinking. Just some gatorade believe it or not... Just distracted apparently! Honest mistake. The golf cart was actually ok.

Let's hear your stories or see your vids!

[TheRichie]

heres mine its at the end, i got into a fair amount of grief lol

[deasy55]

Playing a round with a friend earlier on this year. On the 18th tee i challenge him to a driving contest using the Happy Gilmore swing. He goes first, hits the ground behind it. He finishes the swing and then notices that the head of the driver is missing. We looked around wondering where the head of the club had ended up. Eventually it landed a good 40 yards from the tee box behind us...near the previous green. I was in stiches..him not so much

Another story is from playing with my father a few years ago. On the 14th hole of our home club you have to drive it over a river about 80 yards in front of the tee box. He pulls it and it smacks against the metal bridge. The ball comes straight back at us with a fair bit of pace and it hits the tee box marker and ends up stopping about 5 feet away from where he had teed off. Something that is never going to happen again on that hole.

In terms of funny golf bloopers myself, I once hit an approach shot to a long par 4 thin with my 4 iron which proceeded to hit a tree, shoot left, manage to miss a forest of trees, hit the clubhouse wall, bounce over 2 cars, run down a path and end up by the next tee box about 150 yards away from my intended target. I managed (somehow) to get down in 3 from there for bogey. It was in a pretty serious junior competition and the group in front of me (who were waiting on the next tee box) were in stitches.

[GJBenn85]

Was playing golf on a course a few months ago where one hole is perpendicular to the previous, and the tee box is right behind the green of the previous hole with a separation of maybe 40 feet.  My tee shot was terrible; hit it off the heel and I had bad alignment, so the ball flew off to the left, hit a tree, and then the golf cart of the people on the green adjacent to me.  It was the first time I had to yell "Fore!"  A few minutes later, a short Asian guy walks up to me and very politely said, "I believe this is your ball."

[FLOG4]

Playing the #1 handicap hole #12 at Tralee....It is a devilish hole. Good length 440ish down hill and then uphill to a very guarded green.  I hit a very good drive and found myself with about 150 in. But my ball was ever so slightly on a downslope. And I have to hit to an elevated green.  This not a strong part of my game.....But there are three lads working on the sod just in front of me. I have to hit right over them.  I motion to them but they just lay down on the ground and turn their backs to me....I'm not comfortable with this shot anyway and now I'm totally paranoid....So I hit a screaming thin shot and hit the one lad right in the arse. I'm so embarassed....The two lads with the one hit are rolling on the ground screaming he hit em in the ars he hit em in the ars....The guy who got hit is laughing his butt off and screaming in pain.  I dropped another, they moved I planted it on the green and carried on.  Got to love the Irish.

[blackstallion10]

Originally Posted by FLOG4

Playing the #1 handicap hole #12 at Tralee....It is a devilish hole. Good length 440ish down hill and then uphill to a very guarded green.  I hit a very good drive and found myself with about 150 in. But my ball was ever so slightly on a downslope. And I have to hit to an elevated green.  This not a strong part of my game.....But there are three lads working on the sod just in front of me. I have to hit right over them.  I motion to them but they just lay down on the ground and turn their backs to me....I'm not comfortable with this shot anyway and now I'm totally paranoid....So I hit a screaming thin shot and hit the one lad right in the arse. I'm so embarassed....The two lads with the one hit are rolling on the ground screaming he hit em in the ars he hit em in the ars....The guy who got hit is laughing his butt off and screaming in pain.  I dropped another, they moved I planted it on the green and carried on.  Got to love the Irish.

LOL... Great stories so far... Reminds me of a few more... This one maybe not so funny!... I was up North in Brainer Minnesota on just a fun par 3 course, having a really great time and good round except on ONE hole, where I overshot my ball into the woods a few feet..

Well I stepped into the woods, picked up my ball, looked down and noticed my foot was covered in a half dozen or more TICKS!!!  That's all it took was stepping into the woods and they were on me like bees to honey.

I was freakin' out - I *hate* ticks!  lol

[FLOG4]

I own a horse farm in CT....Haven't had animals for a decade.  But gotta cut the fields every now and then.  A few acres. I have had more tick bites this year than the previous 17 I have lived here. The ones you see are predominantly no worse than flies...It's the ones you can't see....My  round two story....I have many.

I'm on a par 3 all over water...I take a practice swing with just my left arm as I do often....Somehow the club slides out and in slow motion dives into the lake some 30 feet out.  It's pretty deep. But in two days I'm off to a trip across the pond and I need that club. Off with the shirt,shoes,socks and in I go dive right in. I hit the club instantly and get out.  the water was a tad murky and my eyes are a little blurred but I can see that there is a group on the next tee looking back at me. I proceed to play this hole and the next as I waddle with these shorts crawling up my legs.  I can't play any more so I head to my car to get outta here.  As I get to my car a crowd decends on me and calls me Mark Spitz....In less than 15 minutes everyone at the club knew and I carried that nickname all summer long.

[jclifton]

A few weeks ago I was hitting my new irons for the first time one evening. I hit shots parallel to my barn and am able to hit out to about 270 yards. Well, my neighbor, who I golf with occasionally, was watching me and was pretty well tanked. I shanked about 10 in a row into my barn. My neighbor says to let him give it a shot. He shanks one off the corner of my barn and it ricochettes into my work truck. My neighbor then says it was a good thing it didn't hit my truck because he would have to fix the dent. I asked him what the heck did he think it hit? He says the trailer that was hooked to my truck. I really didn't give a crap, as it is a dented up work truck anyway, but he did add a new one! He handed back the club and hit the road! LOL

[blackstallion10]

LOL, good stuff...  Keep 'em comin'!  ...I've got a few more I should post soon too...

[carpediem4300]

playing the silverstone course near towcester in buckinghamshire, me and my buddy have a cart to share as we were playing 36 that day

its hammering down with rain and  we go motoring over a crest, im paying no attention as i was texting the misses on me phone, then all of a sudden i hear the words "SHIT" and the feeling of weightlessness all simultaneously, and then bang

turns out there was a massive bunker 10ft deep the other side of this crest and as it was wet we had no chance of stopping or missing it

i woke up in a bit of a daze and all my mate could complain about was the sand in his shoes

the golf cart was totalled, and we thought we were in the doo doo, but the golf course were very apologetic as there are usually signs to warn of the unsighted bunker but they had been taken down to be replaced by better ones,

[Double Bogey]

Playing in my clubs 9 hole weekly event and on 15 a 145 yrd par three stock 8 iron for me.  I had just gotten a text message from work with some bad (for me) news and my head was not really in the shot.  So I almost miss the ball completely and toe it.  It travels about 20 yrds perpendicular to the target line thru the trees and onto a homeowners porch.  The home owner comes out of the house and throws it into a bunker while laughing hysterically.  He proceeded to tell me that he bought this house on the course mainly due to the fact that it would not ever get hit by golf balls.

Needless to say I was quite embarrassed.

[lumpuckeroo]

This didn't happen to me but to one of buddies.  Years ago, we use to play at a course were the road to the clubhouse ran right thru the middle of the course.  The road was lined with a short 2 rail fence, my buddy hit his ball by the fence, it wasn't really interfering with his swing.  As he lines up his shot a car comes down the road, I guess he must of flinched a little, he catches the ball thin, and hits a slice.  At first we are all teriffied that his ball is going to hit the car, but it takes a down turn and we breath a sigh of relief, just to see it bounce off the pavement and hit the under side of the car.  Next thing we know the ball is bounce up and down like a basketball as the car is driving down the road.  The gentleman stops the car thinking he dropped a rear end, of course we coming running up to explain what happend and apologize, which he completely accepted.

It all happened so fast we did realize how funny it was until we got on the green and then it hit us, I'm not sure we even putted out the hole.

[Spyder]

Short and sweet - and the stupidest thing I've done on the course. Well deserved result also.. So we were playing 18 where my buddy is a General Manager and he was throwing a 4th of July party. The club was closed and open to invitations only. Plenty of food and beer, more than I ever imagined. I got a little carried away with the open bar before my round... lol

So I'm on the 4th hole, nail a drive which was beautiful and in the rough. Pull out my shiny new X-24 Hot 7i... top it 30 yards out. I usually walk to the ball when I do this so it gives me time to relax and think a little. I hopped in the cart and was upset/buzzed, went to smack my ball like I was playing cart polo and ran over my 7i with the cart. My stomach knotted up when the cart lifted up and "thump thumped" lol. When I raised my hand up I was holding the grip with 4" of shaft that was straight, and it was at a 90° angle bent in half. Everyone was rolling around laughing and I'm speechless... beer in one hand, bent club in the other. I had to laugh it off because it was my own stupid fault lol.

Don't drink and drive applies to much more than just the city streets!

[right handed phil mickelson]

Played a practice round with a buddy the other day at my home course... Hole 13 is a par 5 with a canal running along the far right side, over some hills. He blocks his drive way to the right, and it lands on the other side of the canal near some houses.

We walk up and he says "Think I can jump it?"

I for sure thought he could, since he's a 6'4'' tall athletic guy. The only problem was, if he knew where to jump from. See, the entire edge of the canal was covered in tall weeds, so we didn't know where the water began. He says "Screw it, I'm going for it."

Picture a 6'4'' tall guy, at the top of a hill, galloping down it screaming a battle cry ("AAAAAAHHH"), missing where he was supposed to jump, get's 3/4 of the way across; upper body landing on the bank on the other side, while everything below the waist is soaked. He lay on the other bank, half in and half out, for a good 2 minutes. I made sure he was okay before continuing my laughter.

In the process of failing, he lost his left shoe, and it took another 20 minutes, and me letting two groups past us, to find it in thigh-deep murky canal water.

On a more somber note, he never found his ball.

[Spyder]

This next one is my last one, fortunately, from this year as well.

I took my dad out to play 18 at a local course. Beautiful July weather, 85° and not a cloud in the sky. The 7th hole at this course is a Par 4 with a blind fairway and blind green, as the fairway rolls up hill on a good slope. You can only see tree tops beyond where the green is. I hit my first shot dead center fairway just past my dad. My next shot was a 7i and I landed in what was usually a nice little rolling stream (mud bottom, no rocks). Being in such a drought here in Ohio, it was bone dry. I see my ball laying just on the fringe of the tall grass so it would have still been in play, no penalty, even if the water was in the river still. So I'm so happy that I missed the creek because I thought I was in that I decide to walk to the ball taunting my pops and rubbing the shot in a little bit.

We have a walk bridge on the right, and a cart bridge on the left. I tell my dad that I'll play it as it lies when I get to the other side. So I'm staring down at this little 4 ft wide, dry bed of dirt. I put one foot down and it feels solid. I hear my dad laugh and say "Boy, you're too big to be crossing that". I'm 6'2 240'ish...  I decide rather than jump it, it's an easy 3 steps across, and I can stand in the "stream" to play my shot onto the green. Forget playing it from the other side and hitting it off-balance, I'll take it head on!

My second step was disaster... down to my knee in the nastiest, foulest smelling black mud/tar that I ever saw in my life. My next step was down to just about the same depth, knee deep trying to get out. My dad is falling out of the cart laughing and I'm cussing and the suction is holding me in. I grab the bank of the river and pull myself out, only to lose my shoe in the nasty mud. This stuff was like a vacuum. I saw my shoe about 3 feet deep but couldn't get to it, and I was too embarassed to continue play because I was wearing all white lol. I had to throw my other shoe away and finish off the next 2 holes driving my dad barefoot.

The rest of the laughs came when we got to the clubhouse and I'm covered in mud and the people we know there busted up laughing. Had a few of those "I dont even wanna know..." remarks too lol.

Took him home, cleaned up, had some drinks and went back out for another 9. I stayed far away from all hazards that round!

[5ironkid]

this is a painful story. me and my brother are at the driving range. he isnt hitting the ball right and keeps complaining so i went over to show him how. i take his club and assuming he has the common sense to back up i start my backswing and nail him in the back of the head with a driver. lucky my backswing isnt that fast. anyway he started crying but he stopped and kept playing

[Kieran123]

I played with a couple guys last year and we had finished the round and my friend was driving to the car in the golf cart and he turned it sharp trying to slide it but it was on tarmac and it gripped and started to roll so I jumped out and was running beside the cart holding the roof trying to stop it from tipping. I was successful, except I ran straight into the back of his truck.

There was a wedding on and everyone saw the entire scenario fold out. Got some claps and cheers and laughs...and a very sore left shoulder.

[GJBenn85]

Normally my golf buddy drives the cart but I will drive once in a while, particularly if our balls land in different areas of the fairway.  On the same course I mentioned a few posts up, I had taken the cart to hit my ball and then I drove up to pick up my golf buddy.  Not really paying attention but thinking he was already in the cart, I took off pedal to the metal.  It turned out that the cart's grab handle was in perfect alignment with his butt as I took off.  Combined with the forward momentum slamming him down onto the handle, he didn't walk right the rest of the day.