Molong Golf

by the Ghost Walker

There was no golf at the Royal Molong Golf Course on Sunday due to the disc golfers having a two-day event where I believe they had a good roll up of players.

Stubba, Bell, Scott Oates and Justin Quinn played the Cumnock Golf Course on Sunday morning where Stubba said he lost four golf balls. Apparently three over the fence and one somewhere on the fairway.

Last week he told me a golf ball is never lost until you can’t find it. He never found the four golf balls so I guess they must have been lost.

Sunday afternoon Matt Philpott, Troy Warner, Mark Frazer and Myself played with a contingent of Cumnock Golfers at Cumnock in a eighteen hole ambrose event.

I think there was about 15 players altogether.

Matt was partnered with Mark and unfortunately Troy drew the short straw and was partnered with me. I played absolutely rubbish golf and I don’t think we were any chance at winning the meat tray that was on offer.

I guess if I’m using a flawed stance with a faulty grip and an ugly swing to hit a small ball badly towards the wrong hole I’m not going to be much help to my golf partner.

I managed to lose a golf ball but I think Matt lost two golf balls. What constitutes a lost golf ball? Mark was playing a shot when his golf ball hit the tree in front of him and ricocheted over the fence and into a paddock. He could see the golf ball but he couldn’t be bothered to climb over the fence to get it and it was also our last hole.

Is this classified as a lost ball or a bugger it, someone else will pick it up one day when their ball goes over there?

There was still a group out on the course when we headed home so I don’t know who won. It was good to have a catch up with the Cumnock golfers. We should do it more often and thanks to Cumnock for having us.

Part of the ambrose event included having to play each golf partner’s tee shot at least six times over the eighteen holes.

My game was so bad that with four holes to play I still had four of my tee shots to play so Troy, who was playing well thank goodness, had no choice but to play from wherever my tee shots landed. Thankfully they weren’t tooo bad.

Golf again on Sunday at the Royal Molong Golf Course, 8.30am for 9am.

Come and join us for a hit and a laugh.

Last week’s column (we didn’t want you to miss it!)

Sunday at the Royal Molong Golf Course saw 13 players participate in the regular 12-hole ambrose event.

So naturally there was one team of three and five pairs.

It was good to see coach Evo having a hit with us after Molong’s good win in the Rugby Union against Geurie the previous day.

The ‘B’ team of three consisting of Bruno, Bell and Balley were the winners although Bruno and Bell conceded it was Balley who played all the good shots. Too bad he won’t play good golf when I’m partnering him. The runners up were Troy Warner and Coach Evo.

Bro is nothing if not consistent. He hit the branch in front of the eighth tee for the third week running. Not only that, he decided to have another go and hit it again. He wasn’t Robinson Crusoe as a number of us, including me, collected the branch.

After the twelve holes were completed, six of us decided to play the extra six holes to make it eighteen holes we played.

That’s when the sledging really started. Bro and I lost golf balls on the first extra hole and things went downhill from there.

The interesting thing about golf is that no matter how badly you play, it’s always possible to get worse.

Besides playing really bad golf I was told I was pestiferous and an ultracrepidarian as well, this being a person who criticises, judges, or gives advice outside the area of their expertise.

This was fair enough as I have no areas of expertise whatsoever let alone in the golfing arena!.

Stubba came up with so many quotes that I lost track of them all.

One was when I lost a golf ball he said “nothings really lost until you can’t find it.”

Another was “if I hit the golf ball towards the flag I might have a better chance of sinking the putt.”

But Stubba doesn’t let birdies and pars get in the way of having a good time. He doesn’t actually play golf, he attacks it!.