This is lengthy... just a forewarning
Played my local course tonight. I've never had an experience there like I did tonight. Its a well known course in my area, and draws a lot of skill players and pros along with local casuals. I was playing by myself, working out some kinks with my bag, so I was playing two to three drives on each hole (kind of irrelevant to the story but oh well). Tonight, there was a group of about 15 people "playing". 7-8 "adults" and the rest were crazy, misbehaved, screaming 5 year olds. The people that I'll refer to as "adults" were slamming beers like nobodies business, smoking weed (no issue with this really, but...theres kids with you that you're supposed to be, at least, aware of), and not paying any attention to the kids that were running around swing sticks and throwing ****. I minded my own business because I wasnt feeling confrontational, and I dont what to be the guy who shows up and has a problem with people. I got to hole 3 and stood on the teepad waiting for them to finish. No big deal, I'll check up on DGCR while I wait
They putt, miss putts, finish beers, crush cans and toss them... yup, its one of those groups, and sink their next putts. They stand around, their kids run around screaming... well if there were any coyotes or other wild beasts in the area, they're gone now so at least Im safe. Five minutes pass and they start meandering away. I tee off and drop my FH drive next to the basket (its a short hole - ace run, nothing to brag about there). One of the dudes turns around and says "yo what the f**k we're over here". Now Im feeling a little confrontational. "Hey sorry man I saw you guys walk off, thought you were done, and watch your mouth in front of the kids". Nothing wrong with that, they were in the clear, right?? I walk over and make my birdie putt. By then, they are on the next pad. Two of them tee off, I walk over and say hi. This girl flicks her cig to the ground (its fall, lots of dry leaves - smart) and asks if I'm playing alone. (oh boy, please dont ask me to play with you guys). "Yes I am". She says "oh you can play through you dont need to wait". Ok, maybe they arent ALL dicks. I say ok thank you, and pull a disc out. This one prick says "Allie what are you doing, why are you letting him play?" LOL. She says, "mark hes by himself he doesnt have to wait, let him play!" He sighs, I get up, throw him a look like, sorry bud, and toss my drive. I grab my bag and walk away and one dude says, could you walk a little quicker theres a big group of us... OK! "Listen dude, theres 8 of you guys littering your empties that me, and everyone else here will in turn have to pick up ,and your kids are running around annoying the piss out of everyone else here trying to play disc golf, which is doesnt look like you're doing much of considering you can barely even stand up. I hope to god you're not these kids parents and I hope for all things holy that you arent driving these little demons anywhere! If you knew anything about etiquette you wouldnt have questioned this nice girl who offered to let me play through, since you guys are a large group casually taking your sweet ass time when you saw me waiting on the last hole. You saw me because I heard your buddy say, hey theres a dude over there, should we move? So seriously dude, do you have a problem with me playing through, because from the looks of it, I wont be holding you guys up at any point." He told me to go find my disc and shut my mouth. I told him put down the beer, put out the blunt and control your kids. Better yet, take them home before you get any more inebriated and put them at a greater risk. Well, the kids stopped screaming and running around, now I feel bad that theyre watching. The girl that let me play through clearly felt bad that this guy was being a bag of dicks. She apologized. I told her not to, she shouldnt have to apologize for someone else actions.
The course designers, and the guys that run the course were playing a tag round ahead on the next hole. I ran into them and they told me they already spoke to them about things. No idea what they said to them, but it didnt work. I finished a few more holes and it got too dark in the woods. I came back to play the 15-18 that were by the parking lot in the field. After that I stuck around on by the basket and ended the night with some putting practice. I hear something that sounds good coming from the parking lot. I decide to head out, and have a listen on my way by. One of the guys who runs the course was chewing out a couple of the drunk dicks. They (the two dicks) stumbled to their cars and yelled at the kids to do the same. The kids were actually calm and looked a little nervous about the series of events. One kid looked up at me and I told him to stay put. Two of the girls and one of the guys stood by the other kids, I dont think they were indulging as much. Um, hello, why are you letting your friend try to drive you and your kids home, and make a mockery of them and the course. Do something. I just wanted to leave, but I would have walked through the cloud of smoke. One of the course owners walked up and snatched the keys from the guy and the other designer called the cops. OOOOOH SNAP! Cops show up a few minutes later, and what do they say???? Im the first one they see because they stopped right next to me. I grab one of the cops and let him know exactly what went down and what I saw, before the other guys started running their mouths off to the cops and caused more problems. They do an FST on the guys who are flipping their ish. Cops tell them something, I couldnt hear what, but they said, "bullsh!t you cant arrest me". They FST two other people and find one who can drive. They breathalize him to be sure. He actually passed that and was awarded the golden ticket to transport the looney tunes home. That leaves one other ca that needs a pilot. The girl (the play through girl) gets that job. One of the dicks, decides hes not done, and has more to say. Yea, now I'm definitely gonna take a seat and watch this one unfold. The cops were cool dudes, they didnt want to arrest anyone. I could tell their goals was to let them go home as long as someone hadnt been drinking. Well... apparently that wasnt good enough because this dickweed, like I said, had some things to get off his chest I guess. These kids not only, learned some colorful vocabulary they can take to school and share on the playground, but this guy says their being fking a$$holes. Cop takes him by the arm and tries to escort him to his car. The guy turns around, shoves the cop and kicks dirt at him, and spits on the ground. The OTHER cop, Tommy Toughnuts (he was a big A$$ dude), grabs this prick and hes on the ground faster than I can decided what disc to use. Hes cuffed, put in the back of the car. OOKay now its time I tip my hat and make an exit. I bid adieu to the other guys that were playing disc, say goodnight to the boys in blue and slip in to my car and make my get away before someone takes a beating.
Hooooly crap, what a night. Oh, and I also rimmed out about every putt I attempted, and chicken out and skipped a few holes in the woods because I heard some coyotes barking. Thanks for letting me share, I know that was a few minutes you guys wont get back. cheers lol
Played my local course tonight. I've never had an experience there like I did tonight. Its a well known course in my area, and draws a lot of skill players and pros along with local casuals. I was playing by myself, working out some kinks with my bag, so I was playing two to three drives on each hole (kind of irrelevant to the story but oh well). Tonight, there was a group of about 15 people "playing". 7-8 "adults" and the rest were crazy, misbehaved, screaming 5 year olds. The people that I'll refer to as "adults" were slamming beers like nobodies business, smoking weed (no issue with this really, but...theres kids with you that you're supposed to be, at least, aware of), and not paying any attention to the kids that were running around swing sticks and throwing ****. I minded my own business because I wasnt feeling confrontational, and I dont what to be the guy who shows up and has a problem with people. I got to hole 3 and stood on the teepad waiting for them to finish. No big deal, I'll check up on DGCR while I wait
They putt, miss putts, finish beers, crush cans and toss them... yup, its one of those groups, and sink their next putts. They stand around, their kids run around screaming... well if there were any coyotes or other wild beasts in the area, they're gone now so at least Im safe. Five minutes pass and they start meandering away. I tee off and drop my FH drive next to the basket (its a short hole - ace run, nothing to brag about there). One of the dudes turns around and says "yo what the f**k we're over here". Now Im feeling a little confrontational. "Hey sorry man I saw you guys walk off, thought you were done, and watch your mouth in front of the kids". Nothing wrong with that, they were in the clear, right?? I walk over and make my birdie putt. By then, they are on the next pad. Two of them tee off, I walk over and say hi. This girl flicks her cig to the ground (its fall, lots of dry leaves - smart) and asks if I'm playing alone. (oh boy, please dont ask me to play with you guys). "Yes I am". She says "oh you can play through you dont need to wait". Ok, maybe they arent ALL dicks. I say ok thank you, and pull a disc out. This one prick says "Allie what are you doing, why are you letting him play?" LOL. She says, "mark hes by himself he doesnt have to wait, let him play!" He sighs, I get up, throw him a look like, sorry bud, and toss my drive. I grab my bag and walk away and one dude says, could you walk a little quicker theres a big group of us... OK! "Listen dude, theres 8 of you guys littering your empties that me, and everyone else here will in turn have to pick up ,and your kids are running around annoying the piss out of everyone else here trying to play disc golf, which is doesnt look like you're doing much of considering you can barely even stand up. I hope to god you're not these kids parents and I hope for all things holy that you arent driving these little demons anywhere! If you knew anything about etiquette you wouldnt have questioned this nice girl who offered to let me play through, since you guys are a large group casually taking your sweet ass time when you saw me waiting on the last hole. You saw me because I heard your buddy say, hey theres a dude over there, should we move? So seriously dude, do you have a problem with me playing through, because from the looks of it, I wont be holding you guys up at any point." He told me to go find my disc and shut my mouth. I told him put down the beer, put out the blunt and control your kids. Better yet, take them home before you get any more inebriated and put them at a greater risk. Well, the kids stopped screaming and running around, now I feel bad that theyre watching. The girl that let me play through clearly felt bad that this guy was being a bag of dicks. She apologized. I told her not to, she shouldnt have to apologize for someone else actions. The course designers, and the guys that run the course were playing a tag round ahead on the next hole. I ran into them and they told me they already spoke to them about things. No idea what they said to them, but it didnt work. I finished a few more holes and it got too dark in the woods. I came back to play the 15-18 that were by the parking lot in the field. After that I stuck around on by the basket and ended the night with some putting practice. I hear something that sounds good coming from the parking lot. I decide to head out, and have a listen on my way by. One of the guys who runs the course was chewing out a couple of the drunk dicks. They (the two dicks) stumbled to their cars and yelled at the kids to do the same. The kids were actually calm and looked a little nervous about the series of events. One kid looked up at me and I told him to stay put. Two of the girls and one of the guys stood by the other kids, I dont think they were indulging as much. Um, hello, why are you letting your friend try to drive you and your kids home, and make a mockery of them and the course. Do something. I just wanted to leave, but I would have walked through the cloud of smoke. One of the course owners walked up and snatched the keys from the guy and the other designer called the cops. OOOOOH SNAP! Cops show up a few minutes later, and what do they say???? Im the first one they see because they stopped right next to me. I grab one of the cops and let him know exactly what went down and what I saw, before the other guys started running their mouths off to the cops and caused more problems. They do an FST on the guys who are flipping their ish. Cops tell them something, I couldnt hear what, but they said, "bullsh!t you cant arrest me". They FST two other people and find one who can drive. They breathalize him to be sure. He actually passed that and was awarded the golden ticket to transport the looney tunes home. That leaves one other ca that needs a pilot. The girl (the play through girl) gets that job. One of the dicks, decides hes not done, and has more to say. Yea, now I'm definitely gonna take a seat and watch this one unfold. The cops were cool dudes, they didnt want to arrest anyone. I could tell their goals was to let them go home as long as someone hadnt been drinking. Well... apparently that wasnt good enough because this dickweed, like I said, had some things to get off his chest I guess. These kids not only, learned some colorful vocabulary they can take to school and share on the playground, but this guy says their being fking a$$holes. Cop takes him by the arm and tries to escort him to his car. The guy turns around, shoves the cop and kicks dirt at him, and spits on the ground. The OTHER cop, Tommy Toughnuts (he was a big A$$ dude), grabs this prick and hes on the ground faster than I can decided what disc to use. Hes cuffed, put in the back of the car. OOKay now its time I tip my hat and make an exit. I bid adieu to the other guys that were playing disc, say goodnight to the boys in blue and slip in to my car and make my get away before someone takes a beating.
Hooooly crap, what a night. Oh, and I also rimmed out about every putt I attempted, and chicken out and skipped a few holes in the woods because I heard some coyotes barking. Thanks for letting me share, I know that was a few minutes you guys wont get back. cheers lol
