Smiffy
Grand Slam Winner
Ray Taylor is the "luckiest" golfer I have ever met. I can guarantee that if he oinks one off the tee and it is doomed, he will hit a tree (or something else) and end up right in the middle of the fairway.
He won a nearest the pin competition once at Chartham Park with a thinned 9 iron that never got more than a foot off the deck, hit a rake and bounced up to "gimme" distance.
Playing with him at Royal Cinque Ports once, long par 3 he hooked his first ball miles left. Deep clag, and a definite "no finder". Put another ball down, thinned a 4 iron this time and it rolled for what seemed like ages, across the green and went in for a 3. He was getting a shot too.
Played the 3rd at Crowborough, short par 3 which had a cross bunker in front of it a few years back. He fecked up his first attempt to get out, thinned his next which hit the bank in front, bounced a mile up in the air and plopped in for another three. If he hadn't hit the bank the ball would have gone 100 yards into the trees behind the green. I could go on but I think you get the picture.
Me on the other hand, if all four of us carved our balls out to the right, mine would be the one up against a tree trunk with no shot. The other three would be sitting out with shots. Guaranteed.
He won a nearest the pin competition once at Chartham Park with a thinned 9 iron that never got more than a foot off the deck, hit a rake and bounced up to "gimme" distance.
Playing with him at Royal Cinque Ports once, long par 3 he hooked his first ball miles left. Deep clag, and a definite "no finder". Put another ball down, thinned a 4 iron this time and it rolled for what seemed like ages, across the green and went in for a 3. He was getting a shot too.
Played the 3rd at Crowborough, short par 3 which had a cross bunker in front of it a few years back. He fecked up his first attempt to get out, thinned his next which hit the bank in front, bounced a mile up in the air and plopped in for another three. If he hadn't hit the bank the ball would have gone 100 yards into the trees behind the green. I could go on but I think you get the picture.
Me on the other hand, if all four of us carved our balls out to the right, mine would be the one up against a tree trunk with no shot. The other three would be sitting out with shots. Guaranteed.