What Happens When You Forget To Buy Golf Balls
I took my girlfriend out last night to the Dashboard Confessional concert because “she loves him” and while I was standing there thinking about how much I wanted to go golfing tomorrow — which is today — a revelation hit me — I forgot to buy golf balls before I went to the concert. By this time, I’m in a smoke filled concert hall, filled with a bunch of prepubescent teens screaming over some guy who wears his heart on his sleeve. Oh did I mention, it was already 11:00 PM. Yup, that’s right, nothing was open. No golf stores. No Dunhams. Nothing.
Here I am all pissed off that I forgot to purchase some golf balls when I decide it’s time to take a leak. I quickly run to the bathroom, tap a kidney and decide to call my friend Justin who’s sitting around at work doing nothing until he leaves at 12:30. I told him my situation and he said he thinks he has a dozen golf balls in his car that I could have. Cool.
The concert finally ends, and it was a mad rush to the doors. Sweaty bodies and the stench of horrific B.O. was everywhere. The only thought in my mind was, “We’d be screwed if there was a fire in here.” Alas there wasn’t — which was a good thing or else I wouldn’t be here right now to tell you my tale. After pushing through thousands of people — all who don’t know what a stick of deodorant is — we made it to the exit. I dropped my girlfriend off at her place and was finally on my way to collect some golf balls. I check the time its 12:00 midnight.
I drive over to Justin and he’s just closing the place down. It’s right around 12:30 and he tells me the golf balls he thought were in his car really weren’t there, but not to lose hope because his friend Austin just purchased 100 used Slazengers off Ebay and they just so happen to have arrived today. Yes! Saved by fate again. I’m finally getting some golf balls! Justin punches out and we drive over to Austin’s house.
As we pull into the driveway, Austin is there waiting for us and sure enough, he had a large box filled with Slazenger golf balls. Excellent. Just what I had been longing for all night. Just to finally have some golf balls in my possession. I’ve never hit Slazenger golf balls before, but at this point I don’t give a rats ass. I just want some golf balls and wouldn’t of cared if they were driving range balls. Well, maybe I would have, but that’s beside the point. I take two dozen and stuff them into the pockets on my cargo shorts, say thank you, and leave.
By this time, It’s already well past 1:00 AM and I have a 7:30 tee time which is only a mere six hours away. I get home, set my alarm for 6:15 and hop right into bed…
…the next thing I know my alarm is blaring in my ear and sure enough, it’s the ass crack of dawn. I get out of bed, hop in the shower, and throw some clothes on. Even though my tee time wasn’t until 7:30, I wanted to get to Fire Ridge around 7:00 so I’d have enough time to hit the range and hit a few practice shots before getting out on the links.
Jeff, my work buddy and now golfing buddy, and I arrived to Fire Ridge at exactly the same time. Well, I did pull in first, but he was there riding my bumper. We pay for our round which was only $31.75 walking for 18 holes. I didn’t think I’d be so cheap. I always take a cart and the total comes to around $47. I’m going to have to walk more often.
We walk to the range hit some balls and begin our journey through 18 holes of golf.
I started off decent, a bogey with two doubles. I had straight drives, nice iron contact, and good reads on the green. After that, things started to fall apart. I started slicing every ball my driver would come in contact with. I was getting frustrated beyond belief and believe me, being frustrated doesn’t help your game. I started hitting my 3 wood off the tee which helped and helped me recover towards the end of the front nine. I carded a 55 on the front.
The back nine played slightly better. My shots weren’t all over the place, but I couldn’t seem to hit the fairway off the tee. I couldn’t seem to hit the green on my approach shots either, but I was able to card more pars and bogies than I did on the front nine. After finishing the back nine, I carded a 52 which brought my total to 106. Yuck! I haven’t hit over 100 in a while, but we did play from the tips, which I’ve never done before.
I guess I don’t feel horrible about how I played today, I just wish I could of shot better. Even though I shot over 100 I still had a great time. The weather was perfect, the cart girls were fun and flirty and I got to enjoy the game I love.
In other things, I know some of you might be asking yourself what that picture has to do with anything I talked about in this post. I can honestly tell you nothing. It’s just nice to look at :).
Until next time.
August 24th, 2006 at 8:29 am
Great post, you had me hooked the entire time waiting for you to talk about the picture!
December 5th, 2006 at 11:25 pm
..maybe I read it too fast..but why couldn’t you wait until the next morning to buy golf balls..or was it just the fact that you wanted to get ready for golf..which I understand..