Crazyface
Tour Winner
I was going to post in the other thread, but it seems that you need to "buffer" and as I didn't........
Major on Sunday. Par- great up and down. Par- simple green in reg and two put. Par - fab up and down again!!!. Long par three. Bit of a wait. rhythm gone. Hydrid, violent slice..ball...gone. Reload with an iron hmmmm nice and safe, must remember this. Went for flag that was too close to edge on the green. Dropped short. chip, shot past hole two stabb....seven.
Playing partners drive off down long difficult par 5. Me to go ......heavens open and a world of water pours down. Panic, slash at drive massive hook, get another ball. Playing partners donning waterproofs. I can hardly see. Rain everywhere. Glasses with drops on them, misting up, clothes quickly getting soaked, hammer one away, ran for cover. Started to suit up. playing partners casaully wander off. Me now soaked to the skin attempting to get into suit. Wet through and proper fed up. 8.
Good job one of my partners was playing shockingly bad and swearing his way round. losing at least ten balls. I kept on giggling at his every duffed shot and curse, s'funny how hearing and old man curse is funny. must be me. As I walked behind him as he cursed his way down each fairway. Best bit was when he said "oh i don't really care.....I've won this one" tears were rolling down my face. i think he thought I should be locked up. :rofl:
Major on Sunday. Par- great up and down. Par- simple green in reg and two put. Par - fab up and down again!!!. Long par three. Bit of a wait. rhythm gone. Hydrid, violent slice..ball...gone. Reload with an iron hmmmm nice and safe, must remember this. Went for flag that was too close to edge on the green. Dropped short. chip, shot past hole two stabb....seven.
Playing partners drive off down long difficult par 5. Me to go ......heavens open and a world of water pours down. Panic, slash at drive massive hook, get another ball. Playing partners donning waterproofs. I can hardly see. Rain everywhere. Glasses with drops on them, misting up, clothes quickly getting soaked, hammer one away, ran for cover. Started to suit up. playing partners casaully wander off. Me now soaked to the skin attempting to get into suit. Wet through and proper fed up. 8.
Good job one of my partners was playing shockingly bad and swearing his way round. losing at least ten balls. I kept on giggling at his every duffed shot and curse, s'funny how hearing and old man curse is funny. must be me. As I walked behind him as he cursed his way down each fairway. Best bit was when he said "oh i don't really care.....I've won this one" tears were rolling down my face. i think he thought I should be locked up. :rofl: