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  • #31
    Originally posted by il Padrino Ute View Post
    I used to play the back tees all the time, until I was playing with a group of friends who play the yardage marker on the box. Now I play either the back tees or the marker depending on the course.
    I never play the back tees, mainly because I am not trying to impress anyone and I don't hit the ball far.
    Get confident, stupid
    -landpoke

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    • #32
      Originally posted by il Padrino Ute View Post
      I've had 3 eagles in my life - the par 4 #2 at Hobble Creek; the par 5 #18 at Hobble Creek and the par 5 #3 at Murray Parkway.

      No hole in one ever, but have come close a few times - one of them being on the first par 3 at Thanksgiving Point (#4?) at the first CB golf tournament. Ohio Blue was witness to it. I had closest to the hole for most of the day.
      I can indeed bear witness. By the way, how did you eagle the second at hobble? Did you hit over the creek and chip in? Drive the green? Eagle on a par 4 is no small accomplishment. Well, I take that back....one of my eagles was on a 265 yard par 4. Not much to brag about when there are par 3s now longer than that.

      But the 2nd at Hobble, now that is an impressive eagle.

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      • #33
        Originally posted by RC Vikings View Post
        Let's hear your personal triumphs, the struggles over your inner demons, your new best score, your review of a new course just played, tournaments won, a blow by blow of a disaster, etc.
        I shot a 37 from the tips on the back nine of Hobble Creek right before I got married. My golf experiences after that time are few and far between and are usually randomly interwoven into my nightmares.

        Best golf moment? Driving into the sunset at Kapalua.
        Last edited by Indy Coug; 04-30-2009, 12:39 PM.
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        • #34
          I have never had a hole in one, I have however hit the pin three times on hole 12 at Spanish Oaks.

          Best score was a 35 on 9 at Sleepy Ridge in Orem. For the hole round I shot a 75 (but it really doesnt count as we had to play the back twice, my 35 did come the first time we played the back). I was -3 thru 3. Including a 20 footer for birdie on 10, and a chip in for birdie on 11.

          I have never come close to that since. I am usually in the mid 80s somewhere.
          *Banned*

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          • #35
            Originally posted by OhioBlue View Post
            I can indeed bear witness. By the way, how did you eagle the second at hobble? Did you hit over the creek and chip in? Drive the green? Eagle on a par 4 is no small accomplishment. Well, I take that back....one of my eagles was on a 265 yard par 4. Not much to brag about when there are par 3s now longer than that.

            But the 2nd at Hobble, now that is an impressive eagle.
            On #2 I hit a 3 iron off the tee to about 150 yards between the creeks, then an 8 iron that ended up in the cup.
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            • #36
              Playing with my usual Utah foursome several years ago, Stan (Professor Preston's husband) hit a beautiful short iron on Layton's 148-yard second hole that backed up to within two feet of the cup, and we did marvel at his prowess. Then I hit a reasonably good nine iron that landed about eight feet in front of the hole and rolled forward into the cup, greatly vexing Stan (who aced Hobble's 14th last October for a belated payback). Another member of our foursome, who now serves as an SLC Area Authority, filled out a form in the pro shop reporting my ace, but in the space where one names witnesses, he omitted his name and wrote "Boyd K. Packer." I don't know if it was ever published.

              There's something immensely satisfying, and equally annoying to your foursome, when you step up to the next tee and ask, "Anybody beat a one?"

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              • #37
                I've only had one eagle in my life thus far--hole #2 at Riverside. No, not THAT Riverside, the public one in Riverdale, UT. Hole 2 is a 270 yard Par 4. While the green is reachable, the left 2/3 of the green is guarded by two 50-foot oak trees. Simply put, if you go right, you've either got to try to chip between the trees (about a 6-foot wide by 10-foot high window, and only if the angle is perfect) or chip back to the fairway to have a shot at the green (this almost guarantees a bogey, absent a subsequent chip to within 4 feet--not an easy task on such an undulating green). My eagle was not spectacular, by any means. A nice drive which faded just perfectly and rolled up to within 8 feet.

                My most spectacular shot on this hole, by far, resulted in a birdie. My drive went right and settled about 30 yards short of the big trees. I had no angle to attempt hitting it through the window, and didn't feel like settling for the sure chip-out bogey (or double, if my putter betrayed me). I was feeling brave. My ball was sitting up perfectly in a nest of rough, and I figured i'd give it a go and see if I could get the ball up over the trees and down onto the green. An impossible shot, but worth a try. I opened up the face on my 56-degree Ben Hogan sand wedge, took a couple practice swings, and set up. Knowing that the ball needed to gain some serious height in a hurry,I swung as hard as I could, nearly losing my footing in my follow-through. I watched, almost awe-struck, as my ball arced perfectly over the top of the shorter tree, coming within what seemed like a centimeter of the tip, and then heard the gratifying ~thud~ a split second later. It wasn't until I gathered my clubs and walked around the trees to the green that I realized my ball had landed on a backslope and rolled back 10 feet to within about 3 feet of the cup.

                Greatest golf shot of my life thus far, but in a way, it was the worst. I've played the same hole dozens of times since, and I've been in the same position a handful of times. Yet, i've never been able to replicate the shot (i've even dropped out a handful of balls on a slow day and tried to do it--no luck).
                Last edited by Donuthole; 04-30-2009, 01:32 PM.
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                • #38
                  Originally posted by PaloAltoCougar View Post
                  Playing with my usual Utah foursome several years ago, Stan (Professor Preston's husband) hit a beautiful short iron on Layton's 148-yard second hole that backed up to within two feet of the cup, and we did marvel at his prowess. Then I hit a reasonably good nine iron that landed about eight feet in front of the hole and rolled forward into the cup, greatly vexing Stan (who aced Hobble's 14th last October for a belated payback). Another member of our foursome, who now serves as an SLC Area Authority, filled out a form in the pro shop reporting my ace, but in the space where one names witnesses, he omitted his name and wrote "Boyd K. Packer." I don't know if it was ever published.

                  There's something immensely satisfying, and equally annoying to your foursome, when you step up to the next tee and ask, "Anybody beat a one?"
                  This one tops my pig story.

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                  • #39
                    Hitting off the 18th tee at Riverside, yes THAT Riverside, I swung for the fences popped the ball straight up about 15 feet, and caught it with my hand.

                    Second shot on hole 1 at Coral Canyon, I shanked the ball so bad, it shattered teh winshield in the golf cart and missed my BIL's head by a few inches. Yeah, i'm that good. I could have hit him if I wanted to.

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                    • #40
                      Ever had one come back at you. Out about 20 yds of the tee on 18 at Oakridge is some nice flowers and a drop off after. Cinder blocks are behind the flowers about a foot high. I hit the cinder blocks and the ball came straight back at me and ended up 30 - 40 yards behind me. Good laugh.

                      I swear two weeks later it happens again and I dove out of the way. This time and went in and bitched and moaned about someone getting killed. The cinder blocks no longer are 1 foot above the ground.

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                      • #41
                        Originally posted by byu71 View Post
                        Ever had one come back at you. Out about 20 yds of the tee on 18 at Oakridge is some nice flowers and a drop off after. Cinder blocks are behind the flowers about a foot high. I hit the cinder blocks and the ball came straight back at me and ended up 30 - 40 yards behind me. Good laugh.
                        That's only a 70-80 yard drive.
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                        • #42
                          First round of the day today, I was very happy with how I swung the clubs. We didn't keep score, I had a nice Par on 205 par 3 that I was very happy with. Of course I was shankapotomous on a couple of holes, but in general much better than where I usually am at the start of the year.
                          Get confident, stupid
                          -landpoke

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                          • #43
                            I should buy a good driver and go to the driving range. I can chip and putt ok, but I will shank a drive about half of the time.
                            Last edited by RobinFinderson; 05-01-2009, 11:01 PM.

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                            • #44
                              Originally posted by RC Vikings View Post
                              Let's hear your personal triumphs, the struggles over your inner demons, your new best score, your review of a new course just played, tournaments won, a blow by blow of a disaster, etc.
                              Teton Pines near Jackson Hole over Labor Day weekend on a gorgeous 73 degree day one 4 days after a late snowfall disrupted an unseasonably warm spring.

                              I am telling you Raquel Welch's rack could not be more beautiful!
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                              • #45
                                Originally posted by Goatnapper'96 View Post
                                Teton Pines near Jackson Hole over Labor Day weekend on a gorgeous 73 degree day one 4 days after a late snowfall disrupted an unseasonably warm spring.

                                I am telling you Raquel Welch's rack could not be more beautiful!
                                It's hard to beat one of those days isn't it Goat. We were at the Pines about fifteen years ago on a day in the fall when the the leaves were turning and the geese were flying overhead, it felt like a little bit of heaven.

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