Reply With QuoteDriver still serving me well. Nice long drive today leaving me a straightforward short iron to the green.
Bit of backspin saw my ball run to within 3 feet. Easy putt for birdie 3.
Only word it could have been.
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Birdie Three today, new clubs, (Changed my start word as the one i always use has left all to do on the back 9)
Cracking long drive just off centre, 1y 2g
6 Iron to with 3 ft, 1y 3g
Easy putt 5g
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Driver still serving me well. Nice long drive today leaving me a straightforward short iron to the green.
Bit of backspin saw my ball run to within 3 feet. Easy putt for birdie 3.
Only word it could have been.
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5g
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Hole 12
Fairway slopes downhill from left to right.
Trick is to aim for the tree close to the green on the LHS of the fairway so that the ball rolls down onto the green.
OK that's the trick but topped it, went down hill into the rough on RHS 2y
Recovery shot not any better, still in the RHS rough but at least closer to the pin 1g, 1y
Chipped out, landed halfway up the banking at side of green, rolled back down hill 3g
Finally got it onto green but left a tricky 6ft putt 3g
Stared long and hard, weighing up options. Surely not, I thought. Went for it straight in 5g
A disappointing (and I suppose ironic) Bogie 5
8 over for the round
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A routine par on what really should have been an easy hole but walking to the next tee quite pleased after holing a pretty long rescue putt.
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My good fortune continues as I toggle between my two starting words.
Shocking start to this hole. Teeing off I shanked the ball about 45 degrees from the centre line and straight into the rough. Fortunately it went a fair distance and the fairway is wide so I wasn't deep into the undergrowth. (No letters)
Second shot was a miraculous recovery. I had sight of the green and despite the vegetation I managed to get an almighty thwack on the ball and had it onto the green and within striking distance of the hole (4y)
Not a simple shot since there were so many directions the ball could veer to but I chose my line and my six foot putt was always going in.
Birdie 3 - together with a few others today. (Particularly impressed by Ronners who apparently achieved it using a Morphy Richards iron discarded by Raging. How do you do that!?)
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“Parp, parp, parp, parp, f*cking parpy parp parp” I grumbled as I shuffled quickly away away from the corpse with the three quarters bottle of Morrisons French brandy in my hand. Old John Teetering on the Edge MucPoorly has passed away in the night after a long illness and a short battle with me trying to wrestle the bottle from his grasp. I wouldn’t normally kill my friends in cold blood like this but I was bl*ody thirsty and anyway John’s repeated gasping for breath gets on my t1ts when I’m trying to sleep.
As I approach the clubhouse I am weighed down by the existential pointlessness of the activity. I know already what I’m about to get – another parp – so what’s the bloody point? And it points me to the greater pointlessness of all of our existences – we’re all going to die, probably horribly, so what’s the point of going on?
One minute later, I throw the newly drained bottle into the hedge and I feel great. Bring on the tournament!
“Watch out” moaned Crash. “Bacon is top when placed in town stunner. Yop”
“You’d better believe it baby” I trilled and walked into the clubhouse bar. “Pint of the usual please darlin’”
“You would say that wouldn’t you, you’re just a simple pawn in the globalist Marxist agenda that will soon dominate all our lives. Wake up you leftard, you’re just unthinkingly reinforcing the master plan to insert obedience into us via vaccinations and make us all into sandal wearing, salad munching, humous smearing, leftie, ****ing, lefty leftard commie wommie f*cktard lesbian homo tran***ual worshipping socialist namby pamby gaylords”.
I must say, Great Fire isn’t anything like I expected. Great boobs.
I downed the pint of Voddy she smashed on the table in front of me, and off I went happy as Larry, whoever the f*ck that is.
I noticed in front of me that Howdy was about to serve up, but was distracted mid swipe by someone in the distance carrying out a charitable act. In fury, Howdy strode off to gleefully dispense with a volley of homespun wisdom towards the transgressor when an idea occurred. I wrote ‘Pup’ in tiny letters on my ball and switched it with Howdy’s which he had left on the penalty spot. Talented smug ******* can play my match for me!!
Taking to the shadows swigging from my hip hot water bottle filled with medical alcohol, I watched Howdy, adorned in colourful chequed pants and Edinburgh Woolen Mill sweater, with vulgar moccasins swipe off and with untold smugness, and saw me home with a Bird, one better than my habitual Parp.
Couldn’t leave it there though could I? I had to in turn play Howdy’s match and what do you know, I seemed to lose all my rhythm, hammering drunkenly around the pitch and finishing with a 35 over Parp. A chicken I believe.
Get that down CT! Bird for me – f*ckin’ chicken for Howdy.
And now. Gonna get a sh@g off Fire.
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Get that down CT! Bird for me – f*ckin’ chicken for Howdy.Originally Posted by ragingpup
And now. Gonna get a sh@g off Fire.
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Thursday 4 again
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Like these new clubs but maybe need to use old putter.
Steady 250 yard drive just off centre 2y 1g
Wonderful 5 iron to within 2 feet 4g
Bit of the Marty Feldmans bypassing the hole by 1 foot. 4G
Tapped in for a Par. 5g
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After seeing Raging walking like John Wayne after a 3 day horse ride this morning, I teed off just behind Jake's group.
Driver rested within 5 yards of Jake's lie.
2nd shot more of the same, leaving me with a 3 footer for birdie.
After witnessing Jake's ball just go past the hole, I sent mine off just off centre and watched it drop for a birdie 3.
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