After the usual back
slapping , WWF bear
hugging and manly
handshaking it was time
to concentrate on a
mega, intestine
stretching breakfast,
washed down with copious
cups of tea and coffee.
Tee times were drawn out
over a goodly period of
time, so most guys had
time to digest and loose
weight (if you know what
I mean).
The rush to the first
tee for the Captains
opening drive took on
the proportions of a
stampeding herd of fast
moving African killer
snails. As per usual
Del berated, and
mobilised members to
show more respect by
“moving their arses”.
Prior to the Captains
drive, a minute of
silence was held for
recently departed
founder member Daryl
Oxley. It was generously
observed by members. I
know it’s been said, but
I will miss “The
Flashing Blade”.
Now for those of you who
remember last year, the
Captains opening drive
had to go down as one of
the funniest in history.
Topped, and failing to
rise no more than 8
inches into the air, it
bounced, swerved,
pitched up, took a leg
break and thought about
trying to make a semi
decent effort, before
embarrassment got the
best of it and it dived
into a ditch 30 yards
(if that) in front of
the tee. Being smart,
our Captain, not wishing
to repeat the same
spectacle, decided that
rather than an opening
drive he’d go for and
opening wedge shot with
a specialist “lob
meister” cunningly
disguised as a 5 iron.
No chance, grabbed from
his hand the “5 iron”
was thrown into the
nearest bunker and
replaced with one of
those “big ‘ed” whippy
flex, stiffed tipped
drives. Good job too.
With a flex of this
knees, the pushing out
of his ample posterior
and then finalised with
a reassuring half
swing, our Captain took
his position. “WHATAXX”.
50 yards and 9 inches
into the air later again
the ball was embarrassed
and dived for cover into
the rough. After the
necessary polite
applause, mumbling
under breath, giggles
and sad eyes, we were
all ready for the real
thing.
Humph, OK, so Hatfield
Golf Club? Nice course,
new layout but oh my
god, for me and my group
the greens were “not
quite up to standard.”
To me, no excuse for bad
weather or the customary
“well they were in the
process of being
dressed” were good
enough to excuse just
how bad they were (to me
and my playing group).
Personally I believe
they were just poorly
managed and very badly
maintained which is sad,
given the good quality
of everything else
around it. In the words
of Dan Dadda it was a
question of:
“On putt, two putt,
three putt, four putt,
every time I look around
all I see is man a
putt.”
Personally I could not
wait to get off the
course to shower and
feel sorry for myself
relaxing in the warm
Jacuzzi hot bath which
was the central feature
of the changing rooms.
Some were as shiny and
smooth as a Shaolin
Monks bald head, some
were long and course
like an old Bernard
Manning joke, some were
patchy like our Captains
golf form, and the odd
six or so were simply
difficult too describe
or put into words…… a
bit like explaining how
Mike Tyson managed to
blow $300m…..you can see
it but you just can’t
believe it.
For those of you who do
not know, Milton (a real
nice guy) travels
extensively to be with
us on major days! Not
only is he a worthy
winner and a genuine all
round Mr Nice Guy,
Milton is a true
supporter of the
Association. Milton,
well done mate.
Worryingly Ossie
Roberts, yet again
appears in good form and
in sweeping to 3rd
place he also swooped
the seniors prize. From
observation it would
appear that a number of
the so called “good”
players left their game
at home. A mention of
note must go to Andy
Ferdinand (your
treasurer) who continues
to come back after
injury. I’m not
convinced that he is as
mobile as he would like
to be (yet) but he
still finished a very
good 6th,
just missing out on an
award.
So, Merrist Wood fast
approaches. May 18th
will see the 2nd
2007 ACGA Major kick
off. With the cricket
over (over a lot earlier
for most of us), places
will be in demand, so if
you have not already
done so, I suggest you
get your ticket now.You
know what, I get the
feeling that an old
familiar name, a past
winner will be looking
to make an even more
spectacular return to
form and into the lime
light.
Mike Woodstock