Funniest Moments on the Golf Course/Range

[Golferdow01]

I am starting this thread after recent discussion on the "what's in your bag" thread motivated me. I have a few but to start i'm going to copy what I said over there to humiliate strohs some more :)

Originally Posted by strohs
I can crush my buddies Titleist like theres no tomorrow, switch to my driver (on the range), with the same swing, it slices like a fat man around cheesecake.

Originally Posted by Golferdow01
This guy is the only person I've ever seen hit a ball at the driving range over his left shoulder and through the break in the wall/ceiling at the Westerville Golf Center and have it nearly pop the guy hitting there in the head...absolutely hilarious

 

[BuckeyeTillIDie]

My friend and I paired up with a dad and his son (who is about 11 years old) about 4 or 5 years ago now at a small local golf course.

On the first tee, my friend was the second to tee off after me. The father and son playing with us rented a golf cart, and for some reason decided to park the cart above the tee box and to the right.

My friend took his first swing and hit a topper about 10 yards away. After seeing that, I decided to step back some more, because he was going to re-hit. The guy and son didn't move.

So, of course, on the next swing my friend hits the ball straight right into the golf cart with about 15 spectators witnessing it.

I almost pissed my pants.

 

[scooter1369]

I played in a league a few years ago and we had one guy who was just a time bomb. If you could stay with him and get in his head early, by the 5th hole, he was a basket case.

I was one of the worst in the league and I was playing the round of my life against this guy. He was pissed. On the 7th hole at Tanglewood, I hit my 3W off the tee dead center. He was fuming by now. He stepped up and ripped his driver with everything he had. Hooked it left into the house, OB. He did it again and again. He finally threw his driver onto Cheshire road and hit a car. He left so mad that he never played again.

 

[iambrutus]

i was playing in a league and we were playing the most cocky SOB you have ever seen, would remind you of Shooter McGaven (Happy Gilmore). He would tell you exactly what he was going to do before each shot, and not like he would say, i'm going to aim for this, or anything like that. on about the 4th or 5th hole, he was 150yards out and said "i'm going to put this within 3 feet of the cup" so me being the addicted gambler that i am, i said no fucking way, lets put 20 that you are more than 3 feet out, of course he agreed.

he sets up, takes a good rip, then falls down almost crying. he hit the ball straight up in the air, and off his nose! I got my 20 bucks and he STFU the rest of the round!

 

[DEBuckeye]

I was playing with a buddy once, and he was having a tough day off the tee. We were playing the white tees, and on one hole the reds were in the same tee box, but in front about 10-15 yards. The tee markers were wooden squares, like the end of a 4x4. My buddy tees it up and smacks his ball directly into one of the red tees in front of him. The ball came screaming back at us and wound up about 50 yards behind us, and the tee marker he hit came flying out of the ground and flew about 15 yards in front. He was going to tee up another, but then decided he didn't deserve it and played from where the tee marker stopped.

 

[LoKyBuckeye]

When I was 13 I was playing with my dad and drove our cart into a lake. Luckily there had been a long drought that summer and the water was down so it didn't do that much damage. I was driving along side it looking for a ball, when I hit the brakes I just slid right in. We were able to get it out and clean it up without anyone seeing. The funny part is when we were leaving the clubhouse the cashier reminded my dad to not let the minor drive the cart

 

[Buck Nasty]

About 8 years ago I had just got a brand new Taylor Made Burner Bubble Driver. The first real nice day of spring I took it to the Driving range off Sancus and Lazelle. There must have been over 100 people there, and almost every spot in the grass tees was full. On about my third swing with the driver the head snapped off and flew out into the range at least 100 yards. I just stood there for a minute thinking what to do, and the guy next to me says go get it I will stop these guys from hitting for a minute. So I start running out after my clubhead all hunched down to protect my head. Only the guy next to me and the guy next to him stopped. 100 other people were trying to drill me. I made it out all the way to the clubhead, and right when I got to it I took one right in the back of the thigh, hard. I went down. So I am grabbing at my buttcheek with on hand, holding the clubhead in the other hand and scrambling left and right to get back to the tee. People were laughing there asses off at me, and it probably looked pretty funny. I ended up with a perfect round bruise on the back of my leg for about 2 weeks.

 

[DEBuckeye]

100 other people were trying to drill me. I made it out all the way to the clubhead, and right when I got to it I took one right in the back of the thigh, hard. I went down. So I am grabbing at my buttcheek with on hand, holding the clubhead in the other hand and scrambling left and right to get back to the tee. People were laughing there asses off at me, and it probably looked pretty funny.

Whether it looked funny or not, I'd have been ready to kick somebody's ass for slamming me with a golf ball. :box:

 

[Thump]

I've got a couple.

First one happened this spring at Turnberry. I got paired up with 3 other guys I didn't know at the 1st tee. Good guys.

Anyhow were on about the 15th hole and the guy whose driving my cart has the propensity to always pull his cart about 15 yards ahead of the people hitting. Needless to say the guy hitting the ball skulls one straight right. It hits my golfbag right behind my head and I go flying out of the cart laughing my ass off. If he'd hit me he would have no doubt killed me right on the spot.

Second story is my junior year of high school. I was on the golf team and we were playing in the sectional tournament up at Cadiz. We teed off on the first hole (tree-lined) and there are about 100 people standing there. I get up on the tee and proceed to shank my drive straight left into the trees and the ball ricochets around and comes to rest right behind a tree. I take an unplayable and proceed to crush a tree on my next shot and the ball ends up 15 feet behind the teebox. So I'm laying 3 behind where I teed off!! And remember there are about 100 people there watching me! Oh the humiliation. I have to take yet another unplayable so now I'm hitting 5!! Needless to say I took a 9 on the 1st hole. Funny thing is I crushed every drive the rest of the day right down the middle.

 

[Buck Nasty]

Whether it looked funny or not, I'd have been ready to kick somebody's ass for slamming me with a golf ball. :box:

I had no idea which direction it came from. It hit me in the back. I was pissed, but mostly just embarrassed. The funny thing was I sent the club back to Taylor made and they fixed it, and sent it back. The new one broke too, except the head only flew about 25 feet the next time. I took it back and got something else.

 

[Tlangs]

This isn't a funny story but have any of you been standing on the tee box waiting for the slow ass group in front of you to get out of range and accidentally clocked your ankle with your driver. I do it at least once a season. It hurts like hell.

 

[Oh8ch]

When I first started playing as an adult I played with a group or hackers like myself - one of whom didn't even have his own clubs. He would always borrow/rent from the clubhouse.

After about six outings he gets tired of this and buys a set. He shows up at the course pround as a peacock and drags us all over to the trunk of his car to show us a brand new complete set of clubs from K-Mart. Still in the box.
Right there at the course he unpackages them, loads them in his new bag, and we head off to the first tee.

I will never forget the puzzled look on his face when he teed up to hit his first shot. He could not figure out why - no matter how he held the club - the head was pointing backwards.

He had bought left handed clubs. That is the last time I ever peed my pants in public.


I also know a girl who ran over herself with a golf cart (even had a tire mark on her back). But that is more of a drinking story than a golf story.

 

[strohs]

hahah, some you guys stories are classics!


One time playing cheapo Wilson road course, I had two buddies sitting on the bench waiting for me to tee off.
The bench was sitting straight off to the side of the tee box.
I proceded to hit the ball directly sideways and split the two of them.

I drilled a house in Florida once, sliced the ball up over some tress, about 5 seconds later you hear a clunk, then a splash as it landed in their pool.

I saw one guy get 2 clubs stuck in a the same tree (threw the second one up to try to get the 1st down).
He then had to drive back to the clubhouse and get some help.

 

[OilerBuck]

One of the first times I ever went golfing, my cousin and I went to Springbrook in Lima. I was probably 13 or 14 at this time and he is a year younger than I am. My uncle lived right off the course, so we could walk a few blocks to the clubhouse to get in. We each took our dad's golf clubs.

We were SO bad, that we lost nearly all our dad's golf balls and were down to a couple left. At this point we realized that we were in trouble. At this point, we were at the 17th hole and, instead of going on to the 18th, we decided to go on a golf ball quest in the cart. We drove all around the course looking for lost balls, but only managed to find about 7 (and most of these were busted).

Well, just when we were ready to give up and go home...I saw some old guys walking the course. I got the brilliant idea to go from hole to hole waiting on old guys that were not on carts to tee off. We hid in the woods and as soon as they hit the ball, we would drive to the ball, pick it up and take off. All the old guys cursing at us was hilarious! We successfully gathered around 15-20 balls before the golf cart slowed down and just stopped on the far side of the course.

Well...we were caught on the walk back to my uncle's and were kicked out of the course. It made for a great story though!

 

[NightmaresDad]

Here are 3 stories all about the same guy.

This particular gentleman was a former college football coach,and notorious for his obsession with writing down a million swing tips and swing thoughts which he would refer to while playing.
Anyway, one day hee tees off on a par 4 and hits a terrible drive, so he throws his driver off to the left of the the tee and into a small tree. He decides he is going to get his club while the rest of us are hitting. Soon, nobody can tee off because we are all rolling on the ground laughing at this 60 year old man holding the bottom branch of the tree and hooking his legs onto it, and just hanging there. You knda had to be there and see it, but it was hilarious.
Same guy, on the 18th hole chili-dips a send wedge right into the creek in front of the green. He turns around and heaves the SW about 75 yards back up the fairway. The he gets to his ball and realizes he needs to use that same club to hit the next shot out of the creek bank. He kind of looks around for a second, then sprints back up the fairway for his club.
On a par three, he is trying to decide between his 5 wood and 7 wood. He says, "I can't decide whether to use my 185 yd club or my 175 yd club". I tell him that with the tee placement and the pin placement, the hole is playing 175 yards, so use his 175 yard club. He says "I would, but I can't hit it that far." :ohwell:

I once watched, form a distance, a little old lady in the fairway hit a shot, dubbed it about 15 yards, walked up to it with the same club, dubbed it again, walked after it, etc. etc. After about 5 shots with the same club, she turned around and realized that she was about 120 yards from her golf cart!

At a Member-guest tournament one time they had a club throwing contest. Of course it was after everyone was already pretty drunk. So this one guy gets up there and spins around like an olympic hammer-thrower, and lets it fly - bad part was that the club was headed straight for the parking lot. There's this huge CRASH as it went right through a car's windshield. Funniest part was that everybody went out to see whose car it was, and it was his own car!