Playing my home course, Central Park in Southaven, MS. 11 and 12 play with a ditch to the right, and I'm familiar with it. I shank 11 off into the ditch, and it takes me a while to find it. I make my throw back up, and as I walk up, I hear something crash through the branches. Well, I have been in there a while, so I think maybe some people futher back caught up to me. I look for a disc, but am suprised to see a dimpled white ball roll about 5 feet in front of me. I look back at the teepad, and some schmo is hitting golf balls from beside the teepad to the basket. He sees me and waves apolagetically. I finish the hole and head to 12 (you have to backtrack somewhat from 11's basket to 12's tee) -- I guess he thought I was out of the way, so he starts hitting again. I make my drive, and as I am not even 10 feet off the teepad, I hear a ball bounce off of it. I turn around and shoot him a not-so-friendly look. I didn't say anything, though -- just hurried up out of his range. As I come back down 16, I see him walk back into the neighborhood that borders the course.
The thing is, if he had walked less than 200 yards, he would have had a wide open field across the road where EVERY OTHER PERSON I'VE EVER SEEN HITTING GOLF BALLS IN THAT PARK HITS THEM!!!! I guess he was wanting to use the baskets with a defined yardage. Too bad his aim was so bad.
I still wonder what he would have thought if I decided to try an uphill throw with my Sidewinder or Orc, just for practice......