craigstardis1976
Head Pro
Fun times last night as I ventured out for a quick nine holes. After a nice warm day, the sky was turning from blue to pink to purple and into a comforting darkness as the sun set over the snow capped Rocky Mountains on a beautiful Colorado evening.
I was paired with Andrew who told me he was an investment banker (is banker rhyming slang?) who gave me advice on every bloody shot for the entire nine holes....
Example: I would be lining up my tee shot...not a long procedure, pick an aimpoint, club behind ball, body lined up, quick waggle..."Youze needs to drah it." (my attempt at his accent)
When in a bunker and I hit (for me) an okay shot, ball out of the bunker fifteen feet away..."Youze need to learnz da sand shot."
When putting and the putt has a left to right break, I line up, couple of practice stroke, quickly settle over the ball, about to stroke it: "Goze to da rite."
My dog was with me for the walk and he even had advice on dog walking. My dog is a beagle/jack russell mix of ornery temperament (we are very close though and although he did not growl I could tell even he was getting fed up)..."Day dawg shouldn't be on da fairwayz."
He was kind enough to proffer his wisdom on my equipment: "Youz needz some ironz wit da mawden tecsnolagy"
The guy was a walking advert for Taylor Made and proceeded to tell me more than I ever needed to know about Rocketbladez Irons and something called: "Da PeeVeeExx suh point zero shafs" that apparently come with the set he paid "eight hundrud dolla fo."
He shot "firty naan." I shot 44...My best guess is he stroked the ball at least ten times more than I did.
As a parting shot he told me: "You needz a better gamez to playz ere gets some new quipmun and youze uglee"
I did not shake his hand and left with my dog wondering if it ever worth playing golf again when having to overcome such ill-informed, unintelligible babble. I will also never ever open a bank account with Bank of America.
I was paired with Andrew who told me he was an investment banker (is banker rhyming slang?) who gave me advice on every bloody shot for the entire nine holes....
Example: I would be lining up my tee shot...not a long procedure, pick an aimpoint, club behind ball, body lined up, quick waggle..."Youze needs to drah it." (my attempt at his accent)
When in a bunker and I hit (for me) an okay shot, ball out of the bunker fifteen feet away..."Youze need to learnz da sand shot."
When putting and the putt has a left to right break, I line up, couple of practice stroke, quickly settle over the ball, about to stroke it: "Goze to da rite."
My dog was with me for the walk and he even had advice on dog walking. My dog is a beagle/jack russell mix of ornery temperament (we are very close though and although he did not growl I could tell even he was getting fed up)..."Day dawg shouldn't be on da fairwayz."
He was kind enough to proffer his wisdom on my equipment: "Youz needz some ironz wit da mawden tecsnolagy"
The guy was a walking advert for Taylor Made and proceeded to tell me more than I ever needed to know about Rocketbladez Irons and something called: "Da PeeVeeExx suh point zero shafs" that apparently come with the set he paid "eight hundrud dolla fo."
He shot "firty naan." I shot 44...My best guess is he stroked the ball at least ten times more than I did.
As a parting shot he told me: "You needz a better gamez to playz ere gets some new quipmun and youze uglee"
I did not shake his hand and left with my dog wondering if it ever worth playing golf again when having to overcome such ill-informed, unintelligible babble. I will also never ever open a bank account with Bank of America.