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Ok, I really liked the last contest we had for the GR members so I figured we would go ahead and do another. I have decided to have the Best and Worst Contest and this will give everyone two times the chance to win.

Best...
Give me in your best discription the best shot you have ever made or a friend. It could be a hole in one, a huge bet on the line, from the woods and out, off a rock and in the whole. I want to hear your take on it as if we were all just sitting around telling some good golf stories.

Worst....
Well I figure you know whats coming.... Give me your best discriptions of the worst shot you or a friend has ever made. It could be a topped ball that goes backwards and hits a playing partner , or an almost hole in one that turns to disaster. Make sure you give the best detail that you can even if your not an english major (I definitely ain't )


I will let this run until August the 21st and then pick the 5 best stories of each Best and Worst which I will then draw names to see who the winners are. Each winner will receive a $40.00 Gift Certificate from Custom Golf Sales..

So lets hear your story.

BEST: Wow, just so many to choose from! LOL
I'll go with my most amazing shot, one that coupled taking a chance and extreme luck! On a par five I hit a nice drive right down the middle, about 275 yards, leaving me about 210 to the green. Now this green has a pond along the right side that's about 15 yards wide, and a small bunker on the left front. The hole was cut right front, about 5 paces in and 4 paces from the right. It is a big green kind of pear shaped with the small end toward the front, sloping back to front.

I usually hit a nice draw with my 5-wood off the fairway, and 210-215 is a good distance with it, so I decided to go for the green. Well, I ended up not getting my hands turned or something, and the ball took off to the right, towards the pond. Thankfully it hit short of the pond and bounced right, but landed on the side of a hill, under a low hanging oak branch.

So, I have a downhill lie, ball sitting on sticks and leaves and dirt. Can't hit it up with a wedge because of the limb. I have to get over the pond to a hole just 6 paces on the other side of the pond. Or I can it short of the pond and then chip over. Or hit it backwards and chip up. Or I can take a chance!

I took my 3-iron, played the ball by my back foot, and punched it right at the pond! My goal was to have it skip across the pond, hit the opposite bank (which is only a few inches above waterline) and maybe land on the far side of the green. Well, it skipped alright, and went right over the opposite bank! It then hit the flag stick about 2 feet up and ended up about 8 feet from the pin, leaving me that putt for birdie! Made the putt, but had to take a few minutes to calm down first!

WORST: Again, so many to choose from!
Playing in a four-ball scramble, I had been booming drives all morning, 290-300 right down the middle. They had a longest drive competition on a par-5 that was our 10th hole to play. My partners just knew I was going to win it, as we hadn't seen anyone else hitting it nearly as far.

When we got to the tee, we could see the marker out in the fairway, only about 250 yards out. Piece of cake! Took out a new ball, teed it up, went throught my pre-shot "routine", and proceeded to top the ball, rolling it right onto the ladies' tee, where it stopped right between the two red markers. The guy monitoring the competition asked "Wanna buy a mulligan and try again?"

So I let the other 3 tee off, paid the guy $10 for a mulligan, and teed up again. I have never had so many thoughts in my head while trying to hit a golf ball! But instead of stepping back and clearing my head, I went ahead and tried to kill the ball, hitting a loooooooong, hiiiiiiiggh, fade over the trees and into the swamp. Didn't hit a decent drive the rest of the day!

That topped ball just killed my driving game. Took 3 or 4 more rounds before I was able to find the fairway again off the tee, and it was all mental! Oh, and a 255 yard drive won the long drive that day! I could have beat that with my 3 wood!
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Well, those are my stories and I'm stickin' to 'em!

Well Well Well. The best shot I ever hit. Lets just say, not the best but pure luck. Second time ever golfing, head comming up, topping balls the whole nine. I was playing at the Marine golf course in Cherry Point, N.C. with a fellow Corpsman and my flight surgeon. Of course I topped the ball off the tee on a 394 par four. It went into the woods about 180 yards left. Out of the woods with a three wood I hit the front of the green, it rolled up and hit the pin and dropped in. Dr. Naylor and Dan were on the fairway and saw the whole thing. I thought they were joking. Up till then I hated golf, was only playing because they were sticking me with running sick call by myself, seeing all the patients. After that shot, I was hooked! needless to say, I sucked the rest of the day, month, year. Now am i 16 handicap, and will be playing the rest of my life.

BEST=
My best shot had to have been last year during the high school golf season i hit my drive into the left rough 100 yards to the pin.The ball was almost dug into the ground in deep rough and there was i 30 foot tree about 25 feet infront of me.The hole positon was the back left which didnt give me much to work with. To top it off the left side was only 10 feet long. It was also protected by a bunker. I use my 60* wedge because that was the only thing that i could get over the trees with. I hit down on the ball and hit it perfect. It goes right over the trees and drops 2 inches from the hole and checks for a tip in birdie.
WORST=
The worst shot i have ever seen was playing a round in tryouts. The kid hits it way left bounces off a tree across the entire fairway off the fairway through the rough and onto the road. But that wasnt the end of it. It hits the road, hits another tree bounces all the way back towards us and land the the clubs swimming pool 20 yards to the right of us. It was so funny.

When I was a kid, my dad ran the BOQ at Cherry Point. He retired as a CWO-4 with 26 years in the Corps.

I figured we would get more of a response then this...

come on Gwinders....

If everyone else is like me, you'll get more response. I intend to enter and plan on doing so in the next few days...I just want to make sure I pick the best and worst and that I relate it well.

BEST: Well, ive got some good ones here... One time i was playing with my moms friend from work and his two buddies and we come up to a par 3 thats like 130 yards long where at the time was a 7 iron for me and i hit the dang ball as hard as i possibly could and i ended up chunking it... (thats not the shot!!!) I tell the other guys just to walk up ahead to see where mine ends up because it was blind with a mound in front of me and i just hit the 7 not worrying about where it went because they have full view of it, i was like 110 out and i sorta kinda bladed it with left to right spin and i landed it on a hill and i didnt see it but they saw it and it rolled about 30 feet right dead center of the cup...
WORST: I was like 180 out on a par 3 and i hit a 6 iron to "lay up" and i hit it high and right... took out a bird on the first tree, then it bounced to another and a squirrel fell down (both of which were almost positively dead) and then hit a few rocks and ended up about 50 yards in front of me...

Best: 1992, High school match against the cross town rivals, (who just happened to be huge jerks also). I'm at even par, on the last hole of a 9 hole match. The hole is a 475 yard par 5 with water in front. I'm sitting at about 220, going for the green in two. I launch a 3 wood into the water in front of the green. I get to the lake, and the ball is sitting up on a lilly pad and some pond scum in the hazard. I proceed to roll up my pants, take my shoes and socks off, and with a sand wedge I blasted the ball off the lilly pad and onto the green about 2 feet from the cup. I putted in for a bird, to complete my first and last under par round for an official match. You should have seen the look on my partners face, it was ghost white. Best shot I've ever hit.

Worst: About 5 years ago I was playing one of the nicer courses in our area and was teeing off on a medium length par 4. I proceed to take my driver out and blast a line drive right into the ball washer about 50 feet away, up near the middle tee markers. The ball ricochets backward toward me, over my head and onto the preceding hole's green, where a 4some is trying to putt out. I didn't even have the witt's about me to yell fore. That's probably the worst and stupidest shot I've ever hit in my life. And I didn't even get my butt kicked.

Best: Last week I went to a new course and was hitting the ball better then I have since I started. I hit my best drive I had ever hit on a 560 something hole. I hit my drive 275 straight down the middle of the fairway hit a 3 wood about 200yrds. Leaving me at just over 50 yrds in a patch of harden mud. I swung hard and down through the ball. (first time I hit it good) I landed just beyond pin and slightly left pulled it back to a foot away. Made the putt to get my first birdie.

Worst: Um where to start...
Well I believe you said friends as well. So I will talk about my friend he would swing as hard as he could for his drives 300 drives were normal for him. Well he had a nasty slice and the other gentlemen we were playing with was stand right in next to him (facing our friend who was hitting his drive). Well he sliced it at a 90* angle and hit the gentleman right in the side of the ribs. Left a bruise the size of a volleyball.

Best
Hit a nice drive to the lefs side of the fairway on a 540yd par 5...the second shot was about 250 to the center of the green, a distance that to that point I had never hit before...not that great with the fw...but I was feeling good that day so I took the 3 wood out and gave it a rip...the most beautiful, soaring slight draw that I have ever seen come off of one of my clubs straight at the flag...rolled to a stop about 7 feet from the pin...fantastic...
Worst
Had my share of worm burners, 90* shanks, crazy richochets, houses hit and whiffs...my worst shot series came on the same hole as the above as I managed to four putt that 7 footer...prospect of my first eagle made a wreck out of me and then spiraled out of control after missing badly (12 feet past the cup on a fairly flat green)...talk about highs and lows!!!!

I know how that feels. I recently found myself on a green looking for eagle about 12 feet away and came up with Bogey... Left that hole very frustrated

We have some great stories here already.... Thanks to all those that have already participated.


We only have about 3 more days until the contest ends so make sure you get your story in before time runs out.

BEST - When Mony Is On The Line...I'm Unbeatable!

This is actually an account of the shot that earned me a nice cash "bonus" from the boss. My boss, a coworker, and I were all playing at a local course and had a few different bets in play. Now I'm not much of a gambler...but I've found that on the golf course I can't seem to lose a bet and my game seems to rachet up a notch or two. We get to the 13th hole and I've won The front nine bet and the 18 hole bet (playing a modified match play format) so they both decide to press the bet. I set up to play a fade on the dogleg left par four. The tee shot must carry water for the first 200 yards and a grove of trees comes into play on both sides of the fairway. I don't execute the fade and pull my tees shot straight left. My ball looks like it lands in the big grove of oak trees on the left, leaving me not shot at the green and possibly a difficult shot back into the fairway. They both put their tee shots in the fairway wiith one at the 150 mark and one around 135. We go in search of my ball and find it nestled down in the deep rough behind the grove of tall Oaks. Looking at the line I have maybe 145 to the center of the green...Going straight at it is out of the question because the trees are only about 10 yards in front of me. Going under the trees back into the fairway is dicey but probably the smartest play. I could try to play an huge high slice around the trees and get it close to the green. Unfortunately there is one lone oak tree that comes into play with the slice in mind. They start yapping about how I've got no play and I am foolish to try going for it. I pull out an 8I open the face, open my stance slightly and start my swing. The contact was so clean that I though I have have gone completely under the ball and just popped it up. The ball takes off for the small gap between the loan oak tree and the bigger group of trees. It gets really high and starts to turn severely to the right. I lose sight of it as it gets above the trees. I kneel down and watch the green to see where it ends up...the ball hit the front edge of the cup...tore through it and ends up in the hole for an EAGLE!!!

In complete disbelief they walk back out to the fairways and pick up their golf balls. I've had eagles before on Par 5's...but this was something entirely different and a shot that I'll never forget.

THE WORST SHOT - Never Take Dad To A Nice Course

My dad had been away from the game of golf for more than 20 years and I took it up after moving out of the house (while in college). My passion for the game was always something I wanted to share with my father but he never showed any interest. A year ago he watched the Open Championship at St. Andrews and called me on Sunday to say that he'd been think about getting his clubs out and playing again.

Labor Day of last year I flew back and invited my younger brother to drive over and join us for a round of golf at a course he (my Dad) and my mother often eat at. The course is one of the nicest ones in the area and I was not only excited by the opportunity of playing with Dad but also treating him to a round at course he'd talked about for nearly two months.

We get there early (so early in fact that the Pro Shop wasn't open and the only sign of life on the course was the busy grounds crews. We started on the practice putting green and a half hour later the starter and head pro show up. I play the $300.00 for the three of us and the Head Pro says the starter will call us once they've finished mowing the first fairway. A few minutes later, after some stretching and loading clubs onto carts, we get the call. I tee off first and hit my drive down the middle. My brother steps up and hits a low worm burner 100 yards and 40 yards right. My dad, with his 1975-ish Arnold Palmer Persimmon driver steps up to the tee. He takes a nice practice swing and addresses his ball.

He proceeds to chop down at the ball, notice that I didn't say ON the ball because his club didn't come within a foot of it, only to have the club get STUCK in the ground. The entire head of the driver was buried in the tee box. The starter, who up to that point had largely ignored us, grimaced in a mix of equal horror and disbelief. Very casually my Dad removes the club from the ground wipes it off with a towel. He steps, this time with a three inch deep hole in the tee box roughly a foot and a half behind his ball. He follows the same routine only this time it gets through the turf but takes a foot long divot and just knocks the ball off the tee to a few inches in front of where it started. He picks up his divot and replaces it. He proceeds to re-tee his ball a few inches to the left of his divot and goes again...at this point the starter doesn't know whether to laugh or to cry. The third tee shot has a very similar result to the second one and we repreat the process for a fourth time.

On the fourth attempt as my dad is on his downswing...his right foot slips into the hole from his original tee shot and he loses his balance. As he's falling over he manages to hit the ball "cleanly" and it takes off in big banana slice roughly 180 yards. Not missing a beat he reaches over, while laying on his side, and picks up his glasses. As he stands up and brushes the grass clippings off of his clothes...he turns to the starter and says "You guys should put more holes in the tee boxes."

I've never been so embarrassed for myself, my brother and my dad at the same time. By the second hole we decided that he and my brother would play best ball the rest of the round from my tee shot.

Moral to the story - Never take dad golfing at a nice course if he hasn't touched his clubs in 20 years.

Best

Playing in a Junior College tournament. Shorter tree lined ccourse in Scottsbluff Nebraska. I am hitting the ball everywhere, having to punch out all day long. 14th hole is 490 yd par 5, I hit my tee shot right of the world and end up 2 holes over on the up slope of a tee box. I had a tall cotton wood tree about 30 yds in front of me and no idea how far to the green. I am 10 over for the day at this point so I figure what the heck. Take out the trusty Ping Eye 2 8 iron and swing as hard as I can (back then I could swing hard) , I lost the ball after it got over the tree and didn't see where it landed. Myself and my playing partners are looking all over for it short of the green when one of the guys looks on the green, and my ball is sitting a foot from the hole, tap in eagle. Thats not the end, I chunked my tee shot on the next hole, a par 3, then holed a lob wedge from 40 yds for birdie, then eagle the next par 5, par 17 and birdie 18 for a smooth 74 (par 70), I even got a medal in the tourney.

Worst
Back in 1990, I was just starting out as an assistant at a Country Club in COlumbus, NE, I had been there about 2 months, when I had my brother and a couple of friends come out and play with me. I started out really well and was 2 under after 6 holes. I hit my tee shot on the 7th, Dogleg right par 4 with fw bunkers guarding the right. I fanned the tee shot into the first bunker, it plugged. took 7 iron to just try and chunk it back to the fairway, I moved it about 6 feet. Was not happy, took 8 iron trying to get it on the green, chunked it into the next fairway bunker. Now I had a PW for my 4th shot, chunked it barely out of the bunker. Now I am very HOT!!!, I take my PW over my head and I am going to throw it onto the green, which was 110 yds away mind you. as I start to throw, I think, "I am an assistant pro here, i can't let the members see me throw a club" so I hold onto the club. I buried the club in my LEG!!! just missing my shin bone. I don't look at it know it is not good. I don't finish the 9 as the blood is running down my leg. I go in at the turn and clean and bandage the wound, go out on the back and shoot even par. After the round I go to the ER and have to get 6 stitches in it. Still ahve the scar today.

Needless to say, I have not thrown a club since.