Each week millions of us work hard to reduce our handicap and some really funny things happen. It maybe your mate getting stuck in a bunker with shot after shot and his helpful playing partners offering him a Hamlet and humming the tune from the famous advert.
It could be the air shot on the first from the 12 handicapper who has just taken delivery of his new contact lenses, or a gentle giant falling into the right hand bunker on the second hole on the Red at the Berkshire whilst trying to take off his the bottoms of his water proof suit.
Mostly you have to have been there for it to be funny but we would like to hear from you with some of your favourite stories.
November 7th, 2006 at 12:05 am Recently our Club Captain was playing in his friendly fourball. At the 15th they left their four bags and motorised trolleys while they putted out before moving on to the 16th tee. After they putted out they went to their bags where there were now only three trolleys. They hunted high and lo for about 25 minutes before eventually finding the trolley with wheels wizzing round in the river about 100 yards away. A trolley with its own mind …. oh well we have had a warm summer.
November 7th, 2006 at 12:16 am I was playing the third hole on the Red at the Berkshire with old George Gale. It was at a time when all the clubs in my bag were a different make, different length, some were my dads clubs, some I had found some were in really bad condition needing re-gripping and new shafts. George was as deaf as a post well into his 70′ s he was a real good old boy. Iwas just playing my 2nd shot with my three iron George ever more confident of ability walked on to the left as I struck the ball. The head flew off the three iron and twirled through the air straight at the back of George’s head. George, George I shouted look out look out but Old George never switched on his hearing aid trying to save the battery for the 19th hole. There was a sickening thump and a dull clump as he fell to the floor ………………….. ….I shall always have fond memories of poor old George