fight on the golf course?

Physical or verbal? What caused it? I remember I was in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:City><st1:place>TORONTO</st1:place></st1:City> and me and my not so close friend hit similar shots off the tee. We unknowingly hit the same ball with the same number on it so when we got to the balls one was in a much better position. He thought it was his, and I thought it was mine. We argued about it for a few minutes and then he ignored me and shot the ball he thought was his (the better one)... put it in the water and was pissed at me for ruining his shot and went back to the cart while I took my shoot. I picked the ball up from the crap lie and put it from where he took his shot, didn't say anything and put it right on the green. I ended up paring the hole and winning by 2 strokes. I told him it was just golf and to relax and he said he can't be friends with a cheater. I told him that he shouldn't have been playing the same ball as me and when did he even switch balls? I accused him of switching in the forest where he claimed to have "found" his ball (bad tee shot). Anyway, told him the fact that he changed from his brand of ball to mine was evidence of him cheating and even if it he wasn't then he should have told me when he switched and why and to make sure I'm not using that ball. Anyway, we haven't spoken since. I didn't think it would go on this long and even before we stopped talking I said... look; let’s say the first ball was yours. You did play it did you not? You still put it in the water did you not? So what is the problem? He said, you moved your ball to where mine was and shot from there, you wouldn’t have been on the green from the rough. You might have put it in the water in which case you won't have won. I asked him if he would feel better if I just told everyone that he won and he just mumbled something and walked off. I was trying my best not to walk up to him and just knock his head off.

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sadly me and my brother do this all the time we argue about the stupidest things
but next hole were laughing it up were best buds and im his favourite playing partner and he is my favourite as well, but we try to push each other to get better and sometimes tend to put too much pressure on each other.

my bros in law on the other had is just an idiot he intensionally trys to get under my skin from making comments like u sure u had a bogey on that hole? or before teeing off he wil l make sure to remind you hey try no to get in that water over there :rolleyes
we still play together but i try to avoid being paired with him he is bitter since he got me into the game and the first time i played him ive beaten him and he has never beaten me ever :hyper:

I never played regularly until I switched to a lefty. From then on my best friend and I would play whenever he was in town. He was always better than I was but he had played for 20 years. After about 4 years of playing I was as good as he was and thats when it started. He would always be throwing the rules in my face and watching me like a hawk, ususally when I was ahead. I always try to adhere to the rules but my ignorance of a few would lead us into arguments. I once grounded my club in a hazard and he just about blew a gasket. I tried to explain that I was not aware of the rule and told him to relax and to penalise me accordingly but he just would grumble off. I wrote the appropriate score on my card anyways. One day my ball came to rest on an obvious drain with gravel over the top. I asked him what I should do and he answered that I always did what I wanted so to do whatever. I was left upset and shook my head. I guess its the competitive edge that make some people very un "fun". Anyways, I never enjoy playing with him because of that attitude. I asked him to stop me if he sees me do anything or about to do anything wrong from then on and i brushed up on the rules just to keep us from hating each other. Funny, he was never like that when he was beating me hands down, funny!

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Physical or verbal? What caused it? I remember I was in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:City><st1:place>TORONTO</st1:place></st1:City> and me and my not so close friend hit similar shots off the tee. We unknowingly hit the same ball with the same number on it so when we got to the balls one was in a much better position. He thought it was his, and I thought it was mine. We argued about it for a few minutes and then he ignored me and shot the ball he thought was his (the better one)... put it in the water and was pissed at me for ruining his shot and went back to the cart while I took my shoot. I picked the ball up from the crap lie and put it from where he took his shot, didn't say anything and put it right on the green. I ended up paring the hole and winning by 2 strokes. I told him it was just golf and to relax and he said he can't be friends with a cheater. I told him that he shouldn't have been playing the same ball as me and when did he even switch balls? I accused him of switching in the forest where he claimed to have "found" his ball (bad tee shot). Anyway, told him the fact that he changed from his brand of ball to mine was evidence of him cheating and even if it he wasn't then he should have told me when he switched and why and to make sure I'm not using that ball. Anyway, we haven't spoken since. I didn't think it would go on this long and even before we stopped talking I said... look; let’s say the first ball was yours. You did play it did you not? You still put it in the water did you not? So what is the problem? He said, you moved your ball to where mine was and shot from there, you wouldn’t have been on the green from the rough. You might have put it in the water in which case you won't have won. I asked him if he would feel better if I just told everyone that he won and he just mumbled something and walked off. I was trying my best not to walk up to him and just knock his head off.

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Unfortunately, since you could not identify each of you balls, they are considered lost and both should have gone back to the tee-box, hehe, don't mean tp piss you off though :laughing: Nobody can get in my head :hyper:

A group of four of us were on the 17th hole last year. Previous to that hole there was not a single player behind for at least 3 holes. So were walking off the green on 17 (par 4) when all of a sudden a ball flies by inches from my head and hits the green. There was no "fore!, look-out!" or nothing. We look back and some single is out there about 150yards. He just fired a shot into the green with us on it! We all stopped and starred in disbelief, he just picked up his bag and started walking to the green. We gave him the "what the f$%k" look and moved off.

So now we're standing on the 18th tee (we took the high road and let this guy off easy) and he comes running over like were gonna let him play right through. We start teeing off and he just loses it! He starts screaming at us for not letting him play through, cursing and swearing (and meanwhile there are people on the range, the tee box and the starter is all observing this). We all look at each other and just burst out laughing. Oh man, did he get mad then. He actually grabbed his club in such a fashion that he would use it as a weapon against us. Unreal! So we basically just ignored the guy (cause he was ready to blow his top big time) and continued to tee off. We all hit, wished him a better day and left. We then saw the starter escorting him off the 18 tee. :hyper:

Anyway, I guess the guy cut over from some other hole onto number 17 and thought he could just finish out in his own style. People like that piss me off. If he had of asked nicely, I'm sure we would have let him play through.

I was playing skins with 2 of my friends (who are brothers) and we wald up to the 14th hole with 4 holes carried over. This one guy tees off and drives the ball 5o yards to the right. We play the hole and he ends up doing a boguey while we do a double each (i know, pretty horrible). We thought for sure that he had lost his ball but he found it and was able to play and get a decent score. His brother accuses him immediately of cheating that he had dropped a ball and not counted his strokes. After arguing pretty aggressively for a few minutes as we are walking to the next tee, the accused has had enough of his younger brother calling him a cheater. He proceeds to run towards him but instead of going around the bench, he tries to jump over it but falls flat on his face. All three of us were chocked! The assault stopped right there but the brothers were so mad at each other, that one walked off the course and i kept playing the rest of the game in silence with the other one. They didn't talk for 2 weeks and still haven't played golf together.

A fellow from another fairway, obviously having a bad day, comes over to our fairway and hits one of our balls, believing it is his, despite our yelling. He toed it right towards us, 6 feet away. We went up, identified it as ours, and picked it up...he starts screaming and yelling that we've broken the rules of golf by picking up a ball in play.

Amazing.

We all laugh, and this guy loses it. If you're ever faced with a hot head, and you really want to get under his skin, laugh...works every time.

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Originally Posted by guyfrompei

A group of four of us were on the 17th hole last year. Previous to that hole there was not a single player behind for at least 3 holes. So were walking off the green on 17 (par 4) when all of a sudden a ball flies by inches from my head and hits the green. There was no "fore!, look-out!" or nothing. We look back and some single is out there about 150yards. He just fired a shot into the green with us on it! We all stopped and starred in disbelief, he just picked up his bag and started walking to the green. We gave him the "what the f$%k" look and moved off.

So now we're standing on the 18th tee (we took the high road and let this guy off easy) and he comes running over like were gonna let him play right through. We start teeing off and he just loses it! He starts screaming at us for not letting him play through, cursing and swearing (and meanwhile there are people on the range, the tee box and the starter is all observing this). We all look at each other and just burst out laughing. Oh man, did he get mad then. He actually grabbed his club in such a fashion that he would use it as a weapon against us. Unreal! So we basically just ignored the guy (cause he was ready to blow his top big time) and continued to tee off. We all hit, wished him a better day and left. We then saw the starter escorting him off the 18 tee. :hyper:

Anyway, I guess the guy cut over from some other hole onto number 17 and thought he could just finish out in his own style. People like that piss me off. If he had of asked nicely, I'm sure we would have let him play through.

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wow its good you have that kind of self restraint..
i usually play with family members and if one of them ever got hit with a ball and got seriously hurt all because of a stupid action of an impatient golfer, i think ill probably lose it then and there and end up getting arrested..
i guess i expect people to act accordingly and gentlemanly like when playing golf.
but some people are just so bizzare

I made the mistake of challenging a guy's handicap (he was sandbagging) during a golf trip where there was some light betting going on. Whoa, didn't talk to me for a year.

We're back on good terms again but I told him I'd only play straight up match play from here on in.

From the description (and the fact that you're a CL member), sounds like it was Predator?? Hard to believe a member would cause that kind of a scene. Although I do know one member who is a little nuts and could be capable of this. One of the reasons I won't play with him anymore.

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A group of four of us were on the 17th hole last year. .....

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I had a "Sopranos" moment one time on a course in Las Vegas. The course I was playing has a long par-5 that runs right along the back of a subdivision with only a 3 foot high stone wall separating the back yards from about 20 yards of rough and then the fairway, and no significant trees to speak of.

As I said it was a long par-5, so I decide to try and lean on one. As soon as it leaves the tee I know it's in trouble. It starts left and is hooking. I'm standing there just waiting for the sound of breaking glass, but to my surprise nothing. So I'm thinking that maybe the ball didn't clear the wall and I head off in search of it.

When I get to the spot by the wall where I think the ball should be I'm looking over the wall in to this back yard where there's this hot young woman, with long black hair in a sun dress and a straw hat, kneeling down in a garden tending to her flowers. So I take a quick peek (at her and for my ball) and I'm just about to turn away to look elsewhere when the sliding patio door opens and out steps this dark haired gorilla in his perfectly pleated tan slacks, Italian loafers, and white "wife beater" undershirt, with the gold chains and bracelet accents. (It's amazing the details that we remeber in near-death experiences) He starts heading towards me, and my first thought is that he's caught me staring at his wife, but he says "Was that your ball?" I reply, "I think so." (I think my voice may have cracked) "Well it bounced off my patio door and almost hit my wife.", he says. My first thought is "F**K! I'm dead!" My second thought is "RUN!" because the 2 old guys that I'm golfing with are both about 5 minutes away from a ventilator and will be of no help whatsoever, and my third thought is "F**K! I'm dead!" So all I can do is stand there (far enough from the wall that he can't reach me) and say how sorry I am. Meanwhile he's going on about how expensive the windows are and that I would have had to pay if I had broken one.

I finally manage to say sorry enough times and he calms down and just says, "Just watch it next time." And I'm thinking "Buddy, there ain't gonna be a next time. I'm never playing here again." Oh yeah, I was also thinking, "I need to change my shorts."

YOu shoudl have said "no, its not ball.. I was just checking out your wife"