OT Wordle.

[howdydoo]

Horrible slice of the tee into the light rough and 180y from the hole.

A masterful 4 iron bounces on the fairway and runs up to within 5 feet. Best shot of the round.

Putt never in doubt as the ball drops in the hole for birdie.

Really happy with that. Two to go.


PS. Guys out early helped me out a little today.

[Brin]

Sunday effort ….. not a great start,
1y
Not much better but using another good word but not to be 1g, 1y

Had to think harder …… 2g, 1y

What could make me smile? Der der….
5g. Par for the day so still tying with my pal Bramley on +7

[BramleyMiller58]

HOLE 16

No hills involved. Straight, level fairway. Trees on RHS

Not too pleased with first shot 1g, 1y
Within pitching distance of hole though.
Raging was just coming round after his kip in the bunker. Asked him how Brin's approach shot had gone.
Went for it with 9 iron. Pitched onto green and rolled sublimely into the hole 5g

Eagle 2 and could hear Brin cursing from the next tee

5 over for the round

[CAMiller]

Not a great drive and managed to accumulate a big lump of mud on the ball. Cursed that clean and place rule wasn't in force and only managed to knock a bit of a knuckle ball forward about 100yds. At least the lump of mud fell off and that enabled me to get the 3rd onto the edge of the green and finally give my ball a bit of spit and polish. Still staring down a 30' putt but realised it was now of never if I wanted to at least delay the engraver starting to scratch out How..... on the trophy for another day. Shut my eyes, hit and hope and was glad to hear the familiar rattle as the ball hit the flag and dropped in the cup.

1y
1g
1y+1g
5g

[ragingpup]

There's only one way to go when you're the Head of Shell - that's to become God. It's Sunday and as of today, I am God.

Had a wonderful romp around Skeggy with the lads yesterday but I'm an ambitious man and frankly got bored and killed them. I ascended directly to the heavens and here I am, staggering fabulously atop the clouds.

"Please God, help me to get yet another Eagle on Golfle today"

"F*ck off Howdy you scrounging get"

"Please God, tell her to stop beating the sh!t out of me!

"Man up Ronners, grow a pair you namby b@stard"

"Please stop people that don't look like me coming into the country"

"B0llocks to you Grist. I'm sending you to Algeria"

"Please stop them controllowing my head with vaccines and mobile signals"

"Yes, yes, Fire, go and have a lie down"

Mahhaaa ung tang kettle wang best TV proggy on bread maker"

"Yes Crash, completely agree"

"That hurt"

"Sorry Lol, the lads got a bit carried away"

"Glub glub glub glub subsection 5a glub glub"

"Jeez Ghost of Kerr, didn't expect you to come back from the dead in the reservoir"

"Please God, can you make everything the same as it was when we were younger?" cried everyone on MillersMad

"F*cking shut up the lot of you!!" I screamed. I didn't expect the job to be quite so demanding. I didn't have time to play my Golfle match so I sent Jesus down to play it for me.

Jesus has had far too many shandies though and was wobbloing around the stadium like a good un. That's my boy! He saw CT lining up for his first serve and went over to get him in a headlock. Poor CT, his only defence was to break into a folk song, which as we all know Jesus can't abide all that hippy ****, so in a fit of rage, Jesus snapped CT's neck like a dry twig. The boy's got no respect.

Taking CT's bat carrier and rather expensive looking collection of bats (I put them on Ebay later - if anyone wants to bid, check out my handle #F*ckYouI'mGod) the Good Son served off with a rather sh!t shot veering off to the left and straight into a bugg@r (1y)

Luckily, Ron's blood has congealed with the sand, so Jesus was easily able to chip it out of the bugg@r but was still a long way from the grassy green thing with flag (2y). He paused for a while and considered his options. He choose to inject hard drugs and passed out next to the tree as the Ghost of Kerr squelched around aimlessly in the distance.

After a couple of hours Jesus awoke and, following a few gulps of Nasty's Spirit Paint Remover, played the most beautiful shot, looping onto the grassy green thing with flag and plopping straight down into the hole in the ground. Big juicy Bird for the Son of Man.

Well done lad. Proud of you. Don't think we'll catch Howdy, but I've just send the Holy Spirit to ram a spike up his @rse so I don't think he'll be playing tomorrow anyway.

[CTMilller]

Woke up with a horrible crick in my neck. Must have slept awkwardly but I did dream well about a nice guy with a beard asking me how the hell you played golf - I was playing my guitar and singing "Kumbaya" at the time - and then I don't remember anything else...

Disastrous start when I found my clubs were missing. All gone; bag and everything. Had to hire a set from the club shop. Cheap and nasty but they'll have to do.


Decent enough drive off the tee but the ball disappeared into the rough (1g) Couldn't find it and had to take a new ball (1g) Reached the green but ball rolled back into a bunker (1g). Must be this equipment I rented...

The sand wedge looked decent, though, and in the end saved my bacon. Marvelous chip out - straight from the Howdy text book - and I could not believe my eyes when it rolled unerringly towards the tin cup and plopped in for a face-saving parp...er par. (5g)

If anybody hears anything about a missing set of clubs, do get in touch. (High-end TaylorMades.)

[millertop]

Calm Monday 3

[Brin]

Early start, clear head.
1y
1g, 2y
5g

Pleased with that means -1 so +6 overall

[Ronners]

Birdie 3 for me today (28th Nov)

I was thinking of trying something different today, so instead of using my wood off the tee I took out my 4 iron and said to the wife "Do you think I can make it from here using this?" "Eventually"
said the sarcastic cow. She constantly finds ways to bring up what I did when she was carrying our first child, we were going to classes with the midwife, and the midwife was stressing to everyone how important it was for the women to exercise every day with a walk of at least 2 miles and asked if anyone had any questions?
I put my hand up and asked "would my wife be able to carry a golf bag on the walk?"
Anyway I ended up using my wood off the tee in the end, and hit a beauty that actually came to a halt on the edge of the green around 25yds from the hole (1g+2y)
From this position I had a great chance for an eagle but my putting has been hit and miss lately, I once told my wife "we should embrace our mistakes" and straight away she gave me a hug....T**T. Anyway, I decided how I was going to play it and hit a decent putt that for a split second looked like it was going in, but stopped 6 inches from the hole (2g+1y)
After a little bit of thought, I realised what i needed to do, but that could wait until I got her home, so out came my little splutter and rolled the ball in for a birdie 3 (5g)

1g+2y
2g+1y
5g

[howdydoo]

Another nervy drive short and left into the light rough.

2nd shot no better leaving me in the front bunker and 45 yards to the flag.

After deliberating, for what seemed an hour, my bunker shot flew straight in the hole.

Birdie 3.


I hope that’s a non binary, any sized, non offensive person I can hear singing in the clubhouse.