Bizarre and Embarrassing golfing injuries.

I whipped my todger out behind a tree for a quick Jimmy and in rushing back got the little fella caught in my zip, I went a bit too far and couldn't bare the pain trying to reverse the zip, called my PP over and asked him to grab the zip and rip it back down quickly, there was a slight pause and then wham, my god did I squeel.

I had a shower afterwards so was last into the bar, as I walked in I got some rather glaring looks and smirks and was the butt of a few ribbings for a good few days as the news spread through the clubhouse :o
 
I whipped my todger out behind a tree for a quick Jimmy and in rushing back got the little fella caught in my zip, I went a bit too far and couldn't bare the pain trying to reverse the zip, called my PP over and asked him to grab the zip and rip it back down quickly, there was a slight pause and then wham, my god did I squeel.

I had a shower afterwards so was last into the bar, as I walked in I got some rather glaring looks and smirks and was the butt of a few ribbings for a good few days as the news spread through the clubhouse :o

Frank and beans....... [video=youtube;vzRuKnb2uuY]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzRuKnb2uuY[/video] now mentally scarred
 
I whipped my todger out behind a tree for a quick Jimmy and in rushing back got the little fella caught in my zip, I went a bit too far and couldn't bare the pain trying to reverse the zip, called my PP over and asked him to grab the zip and rip it back down quickly, there was a slight pause and then wham, my god did I squeel.

I had a shower afterwards so was last into the bar, as I walked in I got some rather glaring looks and smirks and was the butt of a few ribbings for a good few days as the news spread through the clubhouse :o

Haha that story has brightened up a long day at work :lol:
 
playing the 10 th on the old course , slight up hill lie with a wedge and went in to it a little steep and and dug into the slope with no follow through and knocked my pelvic joint out of alignment , could barely walk never mind complete the round ! ..a little painfull to say the least .
 
The guys at a previous club call me Lucky.

Playing in Scotland about 30yrs back. Hit my 2nd shot with 5 wood. The ball rebounded off a rock and hit me just above the eye, and then OOB. Came round after about 5mins and played the last few holes in a blur. Walked into the clubhouse and face planted the floor, totally out cold. They put me in an ambulance, the only one on the island, which then wouldn't start. Into the back of a police van and off to hospital. The Doctor wasn't happy and decided it was a trip to the mainland. Into the back of the ambulance,that had been repaired. But it wouldn't start. Back into the police van and away.

The following week I got hit in the unmentionables!

Several years later, out on the course, my playing partner shanked a ball, which skimmed my back. I was left with a whip-like welt for weeks.

A few years after that I was a passenger in a buggy that flipped - do a search for half pike and tuck in the photos section.

And then a couple of years back I got hit on the side of the jaw by a hooked drive. Cue loads of blood and a ride in the air ambulance.

other than the above, I've been really unlucky.
 
The guys at a previous club call me Lucky.

Playing in Scotland about 30yrs back. Hit my 2nd shot with 5 wood. The ball rebounded off a rock and hit me just above the eye, and then OOB. Came round after about 5mins and played the last few holes in a blur. Walked into the clubhouse and face planted the floor, totally out cold. They put me in an ambulance, the only one on the island, which then wouldn't start. Into the back of a police van and off to hospital. The Doctor wasn't happy and decided it was a trip to the mainland. Into the back of the ambulance,that had been repaired. But it wouldn't start. Back into the police van and away.

The following week I got hit in the unmentionables!

Several years later, out on the course, my playing partner shanked a ball, which skimmed my back. I was left with a whip-like welt for weeks.

A few years after that I was a passenger in a buggy that flipped - do a search for half pike and tuck in the photos section.

And then a couple of years back I got hit on the side of the jaw by a hooked drive. Cue loads of blood and a ride in the air ambulance.

other than the above, I've been really unlucky.
Have you wondered why the folk at your club don't want you playing with them, they've heard the stories😃
 
The guys at a previous club call me Lucky.

Playing in Scotland about 30yrs back. Hit my 2nd shot with 5 wood. The ball rebounded off a rock and hit me just above the eye, and then OOB. Came round after about 5mins and played the last few holes in a blur. Walked into the clubhouse and face planted the floor, totally out cold. They put me in an ambulance, the only one on the island, which then wouldn't start. Into the back of a police van and off to hospital. The Doctor wasn't happy and decided it was a trip to the mainland. Into the back of the ambulance,that had been repaired. But it wouldn't start. Back into the police van and away.

The following week I got hit in the unmentionables!

Several years later, out on the course, my playing partner shanked a ball, which skimmed my back. I was left with a whip-like welt for weeks.

A few years after that I was a passenger in a buggy that flipped - do a search for half pike and tuck in the photos section.

And then a couple of years back I got hit on the side of the jaw by a hooked drive. Cue loads of blood and a ride in the air ambulance.

other than the above, I've been really unlucky.

When I worked underground I used to work occasionally with a guy called "Bram". He had more accidents and injuries than I can remember. I used to like working with him coz if summat was goin to happen, it would happen to him.👍
 
The guys at a previous club call me Lucky.

Playing in Scotland about 30yrs back. Hit my 2nd shot with 5 wood. The ball rebounded off a rock and hit me just above the eye, and then OOB. Came round after about 5mins and played the last few holes in a blur. Walked into the clubhouse and face planted the floor, totally out cold. They put me in an ambulance, the only one on the island, which then wouldn't start. Into the back of a police van and off to hospital. The Doctor wasn't happy and decided it was a trip to the mainland. Into the back of the ambulance,that had been repaired. But it wouldn't start. Back into the police van and away.

The following week I got hit in the unmentionables!

Several years later, out on the course, my playing partner shanked a ball, which skimmed my back. I was left with a whip-like welt for weeks.

A few years after that I was a passenger in a buggy that flipped - do a search for half pike and tuck in the photos section.

And then a couple of years back I got hit on the side of the jaw by a hooked drive. Cue loads of blood and a ride in the air ambulance.

other than the above, I've been really unlucky.

Have you wondered why the folk at your club don't want you playing with them, they've heard the stories

Apart from the first one, all the rest were the fault of the clumsy oaf I was playing with...
 
Some on the stuff on here is unbelievable.

Worst I have had was pushing a wooden tee into a baked tee box in summer

the wooden tee snapped I was pushing it in... The sharp broken part of the tee managed to get into between my thumbnail and prised the nail half off. Pretty sore:thup:
 
Used to organise a golf trip to Scotland for a few lads years ago, and we rented a cottage in Glenfarg.
The guy that owned it had two properties next to each other, so we alternated between the two each year.
One year we had a few extra lads going, which necessitated us renting both cottages.
When we arrived, I was so excited to be on holiday and was keen to show my mate the house he was staying in.
As I went to go upstairs to show him the bedroom layout, I dashed around the corner and caught the crook of my arm on the banister that protruded about 4" out from the wall.
I have never felt pain like it, I was in absolute agony. I honestly thought I had broken my arm.
For the whole week it was unbearable to pick my golf bag up.
My mate, of course, laughed like a drain......
 
I popped to the gents after 3 holes, went over on my ankle and ended up in a heap on the ground.

It was sore and was not right for a good month or more, still felt weak at the end of the season.

In that round my bag strap broke heading onto the back 9 so I had a bad ankle and a full bag over just one shoulder.

I shot my best round of the year....
 
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