To me: I visited Barton Creek a few weeks back for my birthday. Got a burger before my round (Noon tee time) and the starter told me I could jump on early the moment I got my burger. Got a box to hold it in. Took off the play and the wind blew it off the cart onto the ground by hole 3.

To someone else in my 4some: Friend tried to hit a cut shot around a tree 30-40 yards in front of him. Nailed the tree.....ball flew directly back at him....however, he somehow caught the ball beaming back at him.

What funny or interesting things have you experienced?

Buddy of mine hits a big low cut every time. He hit an iron on a short par 4 that nailed the concrete hole marker/map, came straight back at us on the tee box, and hit him in the ass.

I watched a golf cart, including clubs, go over the cliff and into the ocean at Mauna Kea, back in 2000. One of the two extremely drunk dudes we were paired with, forgot to set the brake.

I was on the other side of the green getting ready to chip. It was very slow motion like. And kind of awesome. We got to finish the last 5 holes by ourselves.

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I was a teenager playing with my dad. My drive went a little off the fairway and had a root a couple inches in front of the ball. I thought I had plenty of room. I topped the ball instead and it hit the root and kicked up and hit me in the nuts. I thought I was dead. He said I must have jumped four feet in the air when that ball hit me. I have never seen my dad laugh that hard in his life. A nice memory on Father's Day - thanks.

I had a buddy that had the worst swing in the world and literally hit the ball off the heel between his legs off the tee and hit someone standing behind him...I have never seen that before in my life but it was hilarious.

I also played with a guy one time that got really mad after his bad play on a hole and walked back to his cart. I could see him fuming and all of a sudden he drove his cart up to me and looked really embarrassed. "I just **** my pants man I gotta go in". I looked at him probably very confused and shocked as he squirmed in his cart and drove away.

Played on Sunday and this guy was 150yds out and went at it with his 7-iron!! Couldn't believe it. I was ROTFLMAO.

About 15 yards in front of me one time was a squirrel eating, and I hit a worm burner 5 iron that hit it square in the side.

Another time, it was pretty wet out playing at Marion, OH CC, and I hit a PW, took a huge divot, and a big piece of grass/mud got stuck to my contact, it was hilarious having 3 other dudes around me trying to help me guide my finger to clean my eye. Would have been nice to have a woman with a makeup mirror at that time

Played at Meadowbrook Farms a couple years ago. My playing partner hit a driver about 2" off of the ground directly into the tee marker. The ball was going mach 2 when it hit and it shot straight up in the air. We all hit the deck as soon as it happened, it sounded like a gunshot.

Ball never came down, or, it came down somewhere else.

Cody
Fightin Texas Aggie c/o 04

Playing at the Lake Course at Grand National in Opelika, AL. My buddy and I got paired up with this guy who was a pretty decent golfer but his game started to come apart a bit later in the round. We were walking off #16 and he threw a club into the woods. It hit a tree and landed on the edge of the woods. He stopped walking to the next tee, went and picked up the club, and then threw it again to make sure it really got in there.

To his credit, he didn't yell or cuss or anything. Just gave an "oh darn" reaction when he finished the hole and then threw his club into the woods (twice). My buddy and I had been drinking plenty of whiskey by then, so it took quite an effort to not laugh or say something to him.

I was playing in a scramble with some work folks, my boss and a couple other ladies on my project, and on the first hole I went to grab someones ball out of the bunker for them when I bent down the crotch in my slacks ripped about 12 inches. THANK GOODNESS for a shotgun start on the 18th. I quickly ran into the pro shop and was able to find a pair of shorts to get me through the rest of the day.

Oh man, I've been rollin on floor reading some of these! Keep 'em coming. My favorite so far is the dude crappin his pants and the dude hittin himself in the nuts.

Question: Did the squirrel die? >.>;

My dad, brother & I are the golfers in the family.

About 3 years ago, my sister and mom decided they wanted in.

So we bought them clubs, shoes, etc.

So about 6 months into their golfing career (which is now over), my dad & I take my mom and sister to play golf.

I ride with my mom, while my dad/sister ride together. It had been raining the couple of days before so the ground was pretty wet.

Well, I hooked my drive left and it went in the water, and I get out of the cart to start walking the edge (the water is on my left) to see if I can see the ball. My mom starts following behind me also looking into the water, while driving the cart.

Finally, I just drop a ball to hit. That's when my mom turns the cart to the right to drive back up the small incline to pull back in the fairway, and sure enough.....the tires start spinning.

Because of the wet/muddy turf, she has no traction and although she has the gas all the way down, the cart is slowly creeping backwards towards the water. She is screaming for me to help, and I start to try to push the cart from behind up the hill. The cart is BARELY (very slowly) making its way up the hill, but while this is going on, mud is just being flung all over me from the tires spinning. This whole time my dad and sister are sitting in the other cart in tears from laughing so hard.

After what seems like minutes, the cart finally makes it up the hill, safely into the flat fairway.

I am COVERED in mud (and wearing all white clothing).

That was the last time my mom played golf.

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Dcrewint....I don't remember if it lived or not, I was too busy laughing with the 83 year old man from my church who always invited me out to Pine Forest to play

I am still trying to fathom how someone hits a tee shot that goes directly behind them through their legs.

I teed off into a group in front of me years ago thinking this guy in front of us was out of range. Well, he wasn't. He starts yelling shyt at me and my brother.

We thought he was about 270 yards from us and out of reach (apologies to senorchipotle)...

Really, he was only about 200 away from us. When we got up to him, we realized that we thought he was farther away because he was a midget.

So this midget comes up to my kneecaps and starts talking shyt. I just laughed and told him to GTFO.

True story.

Are you apologizing to senor cuz he was the midget or cuz he hits his 7 iron as far as your driver? :P Couldn't resist....

Buddy of mine on #10 at Bluebonnet a year or so ago, trying out those Brush tees. Tees one up and goes to hit it with a rescue club. I knew it was too high but kept my mouth shut. He takes a huge cut at it, and hits the tee about 15 yards, ball drops straight down where the tee was. He tees up again and hits the ball directly to his right about 40 yards deep in the woods. We all had a good laugh, he didn't find it amusing

parmate peeing "behind" a rock in vegas.....................

We were at HSB last spring and were about 29 holes into a 36 hole bender of a day and one of my buddies in my group who is probably the biggest drinker unknowingly to us whipped it out and started sprinkling the back of the green on one of the holes. A lady watering her flowers in her backyard yells at him "really are you seriously doing that right now". He zipped up and said sorry with his smoke in his mouth and putter in his hand. I guess he didnt feel like finding a tree. Glad we didnt get kicked out.

Holy hell that is awesome!

Yeah I was so defeated.

I kept waiting for a reason that you were telling me that it was three women.

Looking at the women, I knew it was going to be an obvious pace of play issue I would have avoided. I ended up pairing up with this 60 somethingish couple who were pretty cool, two groups behind them, but those ladies definitely added 1.5 hrs to the round.

Plus when you dig your golf glove out of your pocket, put it on and go to the back of the cart to grab a .....shovel? As they pull up, it's kind of embarrassing. And then you look over at the Marshall and he notices what's up and starts to chuckle a little as he tells the ladies "looks like you're up". Almost ruined my day.

I was 6 years old and my Dad and little brother who was 3 at the time went down to a field and hit golf balls. I'm the farthest to the left with my brother in the middle and my dad farthest down the line. I'm grippin and rippin my driver and I hit one of the toe that line drives directly away from me, it flys just barely above my brother who was teeing a ball up and BAM, nails my Dad in the crouch. Dropped him to his knees instantly.

I walked home and was grounded from my driver until I could master the 3 wood (my freshman year of high school). Boy was my dad ticked.

Also, one time on #1 tee at Holiday Hills Country Club in Mineral Wells a buddy of mine on the golf team tees off with our group, a foursome behind us and my golf coach watching us. The big boy nails his driver with a super low shot that hits squarely into a momma goose, feathers go flying everywhere, the goose flops over and the baby ducks go crazy. We laughed all down the front 9.

Well this may be a very unique situation. While playing in a Fort Clark Springs Tournament (Las Moras??) years back I hit an errant shot left into the trees. I was right under the edge of a cedar tree and could just get a club head on the ball. We were in a tight match so we decided I should play my ball where it lay. This is where the hilarity ensued. Unknown to me, farther uder the tree was a decayed deer. I get my 4 iron to try to punch this ball back towards the fairway forward of the tree. If the Green is 12:00 and the Tee is 6:00 I am at about 6:45 hitting towards about 10:00. Ok, I swing through the ball with my hands forward for a low runner, and the ball never comes out. I put wha twas thought to be at the time a great swing on this ball. Well, the ball ends up literally in this dead deer's ass. I am not kidding, we looked and looked and then found the deer and ball just inside its hips. Needless to say, the ball was unplayable where it lay and I lost the hole.

We still laugh about this to this day.

Gil '91

buddy of mine topped his drive, it caught a slight lip, hits a brick wall, then shoots up in the air behind us. we all lose sight of it until we hear it bounce off of the country club building behind us at least 60 yds. We then watch as it bounces twice off the roof and lands in the middle of the pool.

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A couple of buddies and I were playing Stevens Park in Dallas, boozing on the ever proletarian Canadian Mist. We reached hole #5 (a par 3 with a creek running in front of the green to the left).

We hit our irons, went to the green, when my friend realizes his ball is down near the creek, about 5 or 6 elevation feet beneath the hole to the left. I'm standing near the cart, so he yells, "hey, can you throw me my 60 degree wedge?".

I grab his 60 degree, and fling it down to him. Unfortunately the Canadian Mist kicks in, and I strong arm it. We both watch in horror as it clearly flies right over his head and into the creek below.

I spent the next 10 minutes rolling up my pants Tom-Sawyer style and climbing down into the creek. Humbling experience.

As an aside, the guys behind us hit into us on that hole, with me clearly in the creek. The guy screamed, "hurry up!"...to which I just screamed, "I'm in the ****ing creek!".

In their defense, they probably thought you were one of those idiots that will stop down everyone's day to fish balls out of the creek, not that you were fishing out an actual club.

Oh, I was definitely an idiot.

I was about to tee off by myself when the starter paired me with a gentleman that I had never met. He acted like a hot sh*t when I introduced myself and didn't even make eye contact when I shook his hand. He was decked out in matching clothes, brand new shoes, brand new bag, shiney Titliest blades, Scotty Cameron in the putter holder. You name it, he had it. Just about every bit of gear he owned was the most expensive/fanciest thing available.

He steps up onto #1 teebox and duck hooks his drive into a weed-eating greenskeeper about 50 yards left of the fairway. The poor worker was rushed to the hospital and I later found out that he fractured his cheek bone.

The "stud" never apologized.

As long as we're all sharing, I'll chime in. We had a golf trip to New Mexico and were playing in Angel Fire. On #3, there is a small creek which runs along the left side of the fairway. My friend pulls it off over the creek and the ball lands in a tree about 3 ft off the ground. We are dying laughing as he lifts the ball to see it is his and takes his drop. Probably one of the funniest things I've ever seen. He had a good laugh about it which is unusual for him since he's usually the serious golfer.

Last year I played after my very first lesson ever and I'm all over the place. I tee off with my driver and hit it off the hozel and drive the ball towards a bathroom and utility shed. The ball hits the shed and bounces back and hits the bathroom(three feet away) and proceeds to pin ball between the two numerous times. Wild.