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  • Birthday 09/13/1952

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  1. "Four egg sample"? I'm praying that's a joke, and knowing you, it is! This year I played in my second consecutive "Greatest Golfer of the Year" tourney in my local area. Our second day, we seniors were able to play Avalon Lakes. A Pete Dye design, and the hardest golf course I have ever played. And I've played Spyglass Hill on the Monterey peninsula! After the round, I hit the bar and ordered a pint of an adult beverage. Going out on the patio I found a couple of guys I used to play with in a league many years ago. They invited me to sit, and we conversed. One guy asked me how many balls I lost out there! I could honestly tell him that I played the entire round with one ball! He had lost a couple to the water. Neither of us made the cut. I usually lose about zero balls per round!
  2. Meh. Just one more unneeded accessory to clutter things up! Why not just prop your putter up on your pitch mark repair tool or a tee? I always have both in my pocket.
  3. I traded an A wedge for an Odyssey putter, and I just love it. However, it came with a putter cover that didn't fit very well, and would come off when pulling other clubs. I eventually got so tired of that, that I threw the cover away. Hasn't dinged up the putter at all (it's the shortest club in the bag), and is much more convenient.
  4. Let's face it, everything can cause death. And the number one cause of death? Life!
  5. Many good points here. Some are gifted with natural grip strength, and others are not. My Uncle, who taught me most of my early learning about the game had "Popeye" forearms and big hands. I had the forearms, but not necessarily the hands. My palms are enormous, but my fingers are relatively short. Make of that what you may, but I was always able to grip the club firmly without introducing unnecessary tension into my wrists or elbows. We were changing the oil and filter on my buddy's wife's vehicle, and we could not get a wrench on the filter. I put my leather work gloves on and just grabbed the thing and twisted. I felt it give and twisted again. It moved more, and I eventually removed the filter from the block. This was not an ability I developed, I've always had it. I once read a story where a sports writer was invited to interview Ben Hogan. He wrote that shaking hands with him was like sticking your hand in a vise!
  6. Yep, HS state tourney going on at Ohio State's Scarlet Course and Grey Course this Friday and Saturday. Our area has a few teams and some individuals qualified for play. They were doing well after Friday's rounds. Saturday had rain during the night and into the morning, so I don't know how the second round went. I'll check the paper tomorrow to see what happened.
  7. I can just imagine a caddy saying, "See that big orange one? Aim for it, but do it fast!"
  8. Please! Not so soon. Hopefully there's still some golf left in the year!
  9. There's an Avalon South in the state of Washington? We have one here in NE Ohio too. This has happened occasionally on Tour as well. If I remember correctly, the tourney was at Riviera CC in Los Angeles. Payne Stewart had an uphill putt that rolled back to his feet, He was hot! As were a lot of other pros. The tournament committee and the green keeper got a good roasting by the players and the press for losing control of the greens. And it wasn't that many years ago at the Masters when a player replaced his ball on the 15th green, and a gust of wind blew it off the green and into the lake! Yes, for the pros you want a real test, but it should be fair. I remember reading an article back when Augusta was really dancing on the line about just how fast they could get the greens. The article stated that the magic was disappearing from Sunday at the Masters. Everybody had to be so tentative on the greens, that the Sunday charges, along with the roars echoing through the pines, were being lost! But this situation is more about where the cup is cut. I had a situation like this many years ago, playing a local course on a weekend morning. So, it's packed! The 10th hole was a 190 yard par 3. I pulled a 3 or 4 iron (yes, I could hit those that far back then) and hit it about 2' from the cup! Unfortunately, it was cut right at the brink of a false front, and my ball sucked back to the fringe about 20' away. I line it up and putt it to about 6" from the hole, and it rolls back to my feet! I putt it again and it does the same thing! That's when the owner of the course, an insufferable a**hole if there ever was one, came roaring up in his cart, screaming at me about holding up play. I was in enough of a mood by then to brain the stupid bastard, but I just yelled back, "You sit right there! You just sit right there and watch this!" I putted the ball up the slope again, and it rolled back to my feet. I yelled at him again, "I'm not holding up play! You are, with your stupid, tricked up bullshit!" He just stomped the gas and roared off to find someone else to scream at.
  10. My buddy and I used to play in league at a course like this. It's a nondescript 9 holer kind of out in the country, and most of the fairways are lined with gigantic, old oaks. The owner of the course, who also played in our league, told us that he didn't need anyone breaking a wrist, or a club, so we could move the ball away from roots as a local rule. Thing is, you didn't have to hit it in the trees to find roots. These oaks are so old and so big that you can find roots in the middle of some fairways! Have any of you played baseball in colder weather and experienced the sensation of a "bat full of bees"? I hit a great drive on one of the par 5's, out there a mile so I'm going for it. I pulled my 2 or 3 hybrid. I hit the ball and, OMG! It felt like my hands, wrists, and forearms had been tazed! Turns out there was a root just under the ball that wasn't visible. We started tapping around the ball everywhere on that course after that.
  11. I've been away a couple of days, so it wasn't today, it was Thursday. The weather had been gorgeous and the yard work, garden work, and housework was all done, and I was itching to get out. So, I called my buddy and left a voice mail. He called me back and said he was meeting his Son and BIL at a local course, tee time 1PM. Come on out. I won't try to tell you that this is a hard course, but it has some challenging holes. What we like about it is its conditioning. It's about as close to a country club as we can find around here, and seniors can play for 15 bucks a round, w/cart on Mondays! When I got my first look at the course driving in I thought, "Ooh! The course looks really nice!" And it was. The fairways were tight and rolling, the rough was penal, and the greens were putting fast and true, with a lot of break. I shot 37-40=77, my second time breaking 80 this season. And I've been threatening 80 quite a few times.
  12. I voted no, but that's not always true. I usually play the ball down, but it can depend on the situation. Last week I played, scrambling, against my buddy and his Son. I was stuck with his Bro and BIL, two shlubs! We allow ourselves a club length leeway, as per usual in scrambles, and everybody mugs the ball until they're happy. OK, it's not golf, it's a scramble. I played my brains out, and we only lost by 3 strokes. Yesterday afternoon I was just itching to play some golf, and called my buddy. He said he was meeting his Son and BIL at a certain course today. My buddy wanted to scramble ( he seems stuck on that format, even though he can golf his own ball quite well ), but the rest of us insisted on playing our own ball. So, I played my own ball, ball down, and shot a 77! Best round in quite some time!
  13. Haw! I go to a local place to hunt mushroom and ramps in the Spring. I've run into as many as 7 does at a time down in that creek bottom. It's close to town, and hiking trails and such, but I didn't know how comfortable these deer were with that. The first was about 30 foot away. The wind was with me, blowing from them to me, but she circled to get downwind. I figured that's when she'd spook, but nothing happened! I wanted to get rid of them so I could continue hunting without worry. When she got downwind and didn't react, I figured I'd talk to her. I thought the sound of my voice would freak her out, and get her and her entourage to leave! No reaction at all. Eventually, they went their way and I went mine.But you never know what can happen out there.
  14. He was far nicer than the crows at Spyglass Hill! They had a phone at 9 tee, and a menu, you'd pick up your food at the turn and head to 10 tee. The crows have learned this! They are thieves, not beggars! My buddy was studying biology at Youngstown State Univ. They had an in with a local pay to fish lake for limnology studies and whatever. One day, he had a young female freshman out in the boat with him when a great blue heron flew by and croaked a couple of times. Apparently, the girl had never seen, or heard, a great blue heron before, and asked what it was. That's when my buddy decided to have some fun! He said, "Oh my God! you weren't supposed to see that! I can't say anything else!" The girl pressed him for an explanation, and he said, "They've discovered a remnant population of prehistoric pterodactyls in the headwaters of Evans Lake! They never used to come out this far, but now civilians are starting to see them. I think the population is growing, but I can't be sure. This is Federal stuff, and I'm not privy to the data! I could get in trouble for telling you this, so you can't tell anyone else about it!" He had that poor girl convinced that she had seen a living dinosaur! Be careful, and don't rush it. Even a doe can swat you into the ground!
  15. Bingo! I wondered if their handicaps are official, and if they're reporting honest scores. Ego knows no bounds. Up until a couple of years ago when I convinced him otherwise, my buddy insisted he was driving the ball 260-270. On a 390 yard par 4 he said, "Nailed it!" after hitting his drive. On the cart ride out, I asked him what he thought he hit that one. He said, "Oh, about 260." By this time he was equipped with a shiny, new Garmin GPS watch that told him he had 170 in. I said, "This hole is 390. If you hit your drive 260, you should have 130 in. You have 170 in. That means you hit your drive 220! No wonder playing from the whites has become such a slugfest for both of us. I think it's time we moved up." We did, and are much happier for it.
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