Me Knows Better Than to Say This… but I will. Since it’s a golf weekend for me, I figured it was time for a golf story. One can argue the merits of what could be considered non-productive in golf, but Jimmy witnessed the strangest shot of all time that was essentially a wasted swing.
It all started innocently enough on a par 3. The lady in our foursome had parked her golf car on the path next to the green and proceeded to walk in a straight line from the car, across the green. She surveyed the landing spot next to the flag and then proceeded on that same line directly into the trap that had eaten her tee shot. She setup nicely and had a nice follow through, but she caught it too cleanly.
I knew the shot was a bit strong as it sailed over the lip of the trap, so I started yelling, “Hit the flag! Hit the flag!” hoping it would snag of piece of the cloth and drop by the hole. However, the ball whistled past the flag – just missing it by inches. Then desperately hoping to stop the ball before it headed over the green and into the woods, I again yelled, “Hit the car! Hit the car!”
This time the ball obeyed and on the fly, hit the front tire and immediately reversed course back toward the green. While the ball was still in the air, it was again looking a bit too strong so I yelled, “Hit the flag! Hit the flag!” Again it missed the flag by a mere inch or two, bounced twice on the green and rolled back into the trap. And yes - it rolled directly into the divot where it started.
The ball traveled over 40 yards total and had two chances to drop by the hole for an easy putt, but ended in the exact same place it started. That had to be the best non-productive golf shot that Jimmy has ever witnessed.
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