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I had a guy throw a half-full beer can at my cart and spray all over my bag after I stuck a lob-wedge in a $100 playoff - needless to say he lost. Dude said he was so drunk he didn't remember it, but at least he remembers giving me his money :)

I don't like hybrids at all for that reason - I hit a draw as it is - if you get too quick with a hybrid, you just hit a sailing hook 30-40yds offline, whereas with a 2-iron, you keep the ball lower and give it less spin, so it's less apt to go astray. However, a hybrid is a lot easier to hit than a 2I.

I believe (I may be corrected by the rules police) that you're entitled to a drop at the nearest point where the original ball came to rest. Like, if a squirrel ran out of the rough, grabbed your ball, and ran into the woods while the ball was at rest, it would be considered interference from an outside agency.

Dude, I went to college at NMT and played two years on the team there (I'm not sure if they still have one, the school is more geared toward Star Trek dorks vs. golfers and I have no real connection to it anymore outside of my bachelor's degree). The 15th green and 16th tee run right past my dorm and were lit by street lamps so I'd go out at night and work on chipping and putting. As for the Elfego Baca shoot, it took place right after the spring semester, so I was never there for it but I heard it was pretty cool. The Hilton Open was a huge event back in the day - I think they lost their sponsorship a few years ago and it just became the Socorro Open and they dropped the shoot because of it.

I think that if it's not intentional, kicking someone off a course for either catching a flyer or getting a big roll off the tee is a bit harsh. I've done it before, just apologize and get on with it - most people will either be cool about it or they'll let you through. As for your ball getting picked up - that really sucks. The rules state if you don't see your ball being picked up, it's treated as a lost ball so then you're really screwed (back to the teebox).

I've realized that at any given time in this game, anyone can get their dick knocked in out there - it's just how you respond to it that separates the men from the boys.

I played Nags Head Golf Links in a 35-40mph wind on 7/17 - I quit keeping score after 9 holes but I'm pretty sure I would have came close to 100. Which really, really sucks because I shot 74 at a higher rated course the day before. The week after, I shot 76-74 in the Hampton Open and missed the cut (the 76 included playing the last 6 holes with no putter thanks to it being thrown and landing on a cart path). I did put up a 68 Sunday in wind and rain though, so that was pretty cool.

I think I hit mine this weekend during the Hampton Open - I shot in the 60s the last three rounds I played at the course they had it at (67, 66, 67), which would have been good enough to win this past weekend. On top of that, I was able to hang with the guy that won it during the blitz we both play at (was within 1-2 shots of him all month). Friday, I shot 76 and had to play the last six holes without a putter (it decided to fly out of my hand and land on the cart path, loosening the head - I tried to putt with my 2-iron on 13 and ended up making a 7, then flipped my 8-iron around backwards and used that to putt on 14-18 and shot 1-under (I was 7-over through 13, however). I had one of my friends re-glue the head on my putter after the round. Saturday, I had to leave my 4-wood in the car and take a backup putter with me, essentially giving me 13 clubs to play with. Despite all that, I was 1-over for the round and 7-over for the tournament through 16 holes, and figured 147 would make the cut (that's what I heard the line was). 17 is a pretty short par-4 (330), but you have to either hit a big cut (which I have trouble doing), or hit a high-rising draw over a 40-ft high stand of trees about 100y off the tee to have a shot at driving the green. I hit a straight ball short of the left greenside bunker, hit a pitch shot that I thought would release to the pin, but the bitch decided to check up 30 ft short. Figuring a birdie would definitely get me inside the cut line, I was aggressive with the putt, almost holed it, but ran it 4 ft past, and my par putt did a 180-degree circle around the cup and refused to drop. Figuring my day was over, I decided to be aggressive on 18 as well (440 yd par 4 into the wind). I hit driver to about 180y, and tried to draw a hard 5I into the green. I ended up cock-blocking it into 4-inch rough short and right. Macheted it out way past the hole and 3-putted for 74 and a 150 for two rounds. After I finished, I went back out on the course with some friends to watch one of my boys play - but it looked like people were dropping like flies, so I held out hope that I'd make the cut. Turns out the cut line was 148 - so if I'd not been a dumbass on 17 and 18, I'd be playing on Sunday and have a chance to have a decent finish. Ever since this weekend, I've pretty much been half-assing it during practice and just saying F this game to myself - hopefully it goes away because I don't have any fun when I don't play well.

People like that are what I like to call (quoting Sam Kinison) 'the home entertainment center'.

It's mainly an equilibrium issue from the ship rolling on the water (as stated above) - I usually play one course as an excursion and I have trouble with spraying the ball because it doesn't seem like I'm still over the ball (I think I've only broken 80 once during cruise golf - however it was at the nicest course I've ever played (Puakea in Lihue, Hawaii)).

Last Saturday, I played at Nags Head Golf Links (it's a pretty upscale course, good shape, hard as hell when the wind's blowing 30mph). Anyway, I got paired with a cigar-smoking rich prick and his son-in-law. He spent the first few holes bragging about how he's played at Merion, Oakmont, Aronimink, etc - was pretty rude to the cart girl, etc. I played horrible, but still spent all day schooling his ass, that pretty much made everything cool for me

That's where a 300-yard bomb to offer some 'encouragement' comes in handy (kidding).

OK - here's a situation I ran into yesterday. I hit a shot into a greenside bunker, and since I didn't want to walk all the way back to my cart to get my putter, I took my putter with me along with my lob wedge. I mistakenly took my putter with me, forgetting to leave it at the edge of the bunker, so I toss it out. The club lands on the edge of the trap, with the grip overhanging the edge of the trap. Had the putter landed in the bunker, would it count as grounding a club with the subsequent penalty, even though I didn't address the ball with it?

I played Sea Scape this afternoon - I wasn't able to hit a single wood all f***ing day, which was kind of frustrating, because I love to get up there and bust it. However, I did manage a 75, shooting even 34 on the back nine (the 41 on the front was a real pisser though - only threw one club ). Has anyone else played here? I think it's an absolutely beautiful course, especially after the renovations.

This morning, I saw what I thought was him touching sand during his address on his second bunker shot. I don't have HDTV in my office, so I may not have had the best picture, but I just commented on what I saw. Perhaps I was wrong, as iacas stated.

I use one for everything but putting - I typically find a closeout or last year's model on the internet and order a year's supply on the net.

If they show a replay of him hitting the lip of that fairway bunker and the ball rolling back in, he switches clubs and his caddy gives him a LW - when he starts his backswing on his second bunker shot, it looked like some sand was disturbed. Whatever he makes on 14, he should add two strokes.

A course where I normally play (The Hamptons in Hampton, VA) is right in the approach path of the main runway at Langley AFB - so you usually have F-22's, DC-10 and B767 troop transports, C-130's, C-17's, the occasional C-5, and various other planes flying directly overhead when you're trying to line up a putt or hit a shot. When I practice putting there, I play through the planes flying over just to condition myself to deal with the distraction.

I know he has done some dumbass things in his life, but I sure would love to see him win to stick it up the collective ass of all the stuffed shirts that choose to kick him when he was down.

Use the 2-iron - you have a lower launch angle with it than you do with a 5-wood or hybrid. The less time the ball spends in the air, the less trouble it can get into (assuming you hit the ball well to begin with).

It happened during your stroke and not during setup - no penalty.

I take it you've never been robbed before? Trust me, it will change your outlook on things.

I played 36 holes last Sunday - I had seven birdies, six bogeys, two doubles, and an 11 on a par 5.

I thought about this one time - I know the ONLY way I will EVER play at a place like Augusta is win the US Am, US Mid Am, or US Pub Linx (good luck with that). Oh well, it never hurts to try your damnedest.

Hmm, looks like I'm a little late to check in on this one with all the simultaneous pissing matches that are happening. Anyway, when I was 12-13, I used to sneak on the local country club to practice chipping and putting on the green closest to my house after the marshals pulled the flags for a day. Members saw me doing it driving by, and the worst thing I got was a 'we are not amused' stare, most could give a shit, some waved. I made sure I always left the green in better shape than I found it, and no one ever said a thing. Also, I used to ride my bike to school up the cart paths on the front nine (it took about a mile off the journey, again, never had any complaints, because I always made sure to avoid any members who were playing). After I made the JV team (by the skin of my teeth) in 9th grade, I could play and practice with impunity because that was my high school's home course. I can identify with the OP, because when I was 24, I think it'd be pretty cool to sneak on to an exclusive course, but now it's (in the words of one of my cousins), a pretty 'low budget' move. I think it'd be humiliating to get escorted off a course or arrested for trespassing, so I wouldn't try it now.