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A friend, who I hadn't talked to in years, drunkenly texted me in the middle of the night asking me to go discing with him that weekend. This guy was very annoying, and I wasn't happy he woke me up, but I decided to be a nice guy and said yes. The next day he texted me and said he was drunk and had meant to text someone else, but he would still take me discing if I wanted to hang out. I was still in the same circle of friends that had "kicked him out" so I thought it would make for a funny story and went discing with him.
3-4 years later and I probably play more sanctioned tournaments than anyone in my area. It's the best "butterfly effect" story I have ever personally come across.
How did that round go? opcorn:
In the mid-1970s my father took me and my brothers to a park on the outskirts of town (Brewer Park) & we threw our Wham-Os at these brown wooden poles. Was a casual player for decades after that. About ten years ago, I started to take it a little more seriously.
In college in the 1980s. University of Southern Mississippi had a disc golf intramural tournament.....was hooked.
I had a houseguest for an extended stay and we needed to find something to do. We found the starter pack at Dick's and tried it out. Been hooked since