Weekend Report
Nov 16, 2009 11:39:34 GMT -5
Post by slowroll on Nov 16, 2009 11:39:34 GMT -5
So Saturday was the TN State Championships at Seven Oaks Park. The environment was laid back to the point where you not only weren’t assigned any groups to play in, you weren’t given a start time, or play with people in your own division. In theory this sounded like a great idea, to allow players to have fun with all their buddies, while playing for prizes. Except for the fact that not all of us are “7 Oaks Regulars”… so after warming up for an hour and a half waiting for someone to yell bring it in, then standing at the pavilion for another hour waiting for someone to play with, it was after 10 and I still wasn’t actually playing in the tournament I had paid $35.00 to play in. Did I mention the player’s pack that consisted on exactly one Innova mini driver? So you may ask what else the $35.00 entry fee playing advanced buys you? Well according to the flyer posted, “lunch” would be sponsored, but we’ll get back to that ;-)
So its 10:15 and you’ve been on site for 2 and a half hours, haven’t started and are staring at a few other guys that have the same what do I do look on their face. Obviously this is where you band together and roll out to play with randoms who are just as beleaguered as you at what the heck was going on, at least that was what I did. Being in this great frame of mind, I will leave the round to your imagination. I chose to have my worst round in over a year to continue with the day’s trend. Did I mention that the only structure was that everyone had to play the course starting from hole 1? This led to waiting another 20 minutes to get started, then enjoying the wonderful benches at each hole while the guys in front of you finished up, and the guys behind you piled up, waiting for you to get off the bench they would soon inherit. And the drugs…oh God the drugs. Do these people have no shame? If you want to be an idiot and smoke up your paycheck, then how about you doing it at your house, instead of at hole 4, 5, alt 1, alt 3, 8, 11, 14, and 17. That’s right, I spent half my round at “TN State Championships” dodging pothead fumes. How about this, instead of using up a perfectly good name that has value like “TN State Championships” you instead call this train wreck of an event “Buy Our Beer While You Get Bombed Super Hang Out Day” !
3 hours and 20 minutes for the round later….LUNCH!!!
Except, the sponsored lunch consists of peanut butter and jelly, not pb&j sandwiches mind you, cause there’s no bread, actual peanut butter and jelly…in the f’n jar! Oh yea, and about a million cans of Mountain Dew. $35.00 …. How will I ever explain this to my lovely wife in a light that will make my “Disc Golf” habit appear to be anything other than a joke.
Man, that sure was some lunch. Lunch is over quick as you can imagine. Mini Golf is awesome. I have not only lost my cool at this point, I actually was considering finding HB, Glen, and David and kicking their collective asses. Blah, blah…putting competition more sucking on the part of on tilt boy. Time to head home. Thank you Lord for not putting any crazy drivers in my path on the way back to Lebanon, I think something as small as not using a turn signal would have been all it took to be the straw to break this here camels back.
I’d like to tell you all that it was fun, but I don’t want to be struck dead by lightning as I type this, so instead I will say this.
ALL YOU SCUMBAGS OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES !
I can’t imagine a worse day. Playing in the rain at the Ice Bowl is more fun, less money, and goes to a better cause. I will never give you another dime and will advise anyone who is willing to listen to never do so either. Shame too, it’s a great course, it’s just the people who are idiots. I will see you all at the real TN State Finals December 5th and 6th at Cedar Hill.
So its 10:15 and you’ve been on site for 2 and a half hours, haven’t started and are staring at a few other guys that have the same what do I do look on their face. Obviously this is where you band together and roll out to play with randoms who are just as beleaguered as you at what the heck was going on, at least that was what I did. Being in this great frame of mind, I will leave the round to your imagination. I chose to have my worst round in over a year to continue with the day’s trend. Did I mention that the only structure was that everyone had to play the course starting from hole 1? This led to waiting another 20 minutes to get started, then enjoying the wonderful benches at each hole while the guys in front of you finished up, and the guys behind you piled up, waiting for you to get off the bench they would soon inherit. And the drugs…oh God the drugs. Do these people have no shame? If you want to be an idiot and smoke up your paycheck, then how about you doing it at your house, instead of at hole 4, 5, alt 1, alt 3, 8, 11, 14, and 17. That’s right, I spent half my round at “TN State Championships” dodging pothead fumes. How about this, instead of using up a perfectly good name that has value like “TN State Championships” you instead call this train wreck of an event “Buy Our Beer While You Get Bombed Super Hang Out Day” !
3 hours and 20 minutes for the round later….LUNCH!!!
Except, the sponsored lunch consists of peanut butter and jelly, not pb&j sandwiches mind you, cause there’s no bread, actual peanut butter and jelly…in the f’n jar! Oh yea, and about a million cans of Mountain Dew. $35.00 …. How will I ever explain this to my lovely wife in a light that will make my “Disc Golf” habit appear to be anything other than a joke.
Man, that sure was some lunch. Lunch is over quick as you can imagine. Mini Golf is awesome. I have not only lost my cool at this point, I actually was considering finding HB, Glen, and David and kicking their collective asses. Blah, blah…putting competition more sucking on the part of on tilt boy. Time to head home. Thank you Lord for not putting any crazy drivers in my path on the way back to Lebanon, I think something as small as not using a turn signal would have been all it took to be the straw to break this here camels back.
I’d like to tell you all that it was fun, but I don’t want to be struck dead by lightning as I type this, so instead I will say this.
ALL YOU SCUMBAGS OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES !
I can’t imagine a worse day. Playing in the rain at the Ice Bowl is more fun, less money, and goes to a better cause. I will never give you another dime and will advise anyone who is willing to listen to never do so either. Shame too, it’s a great course, it’s just the people who are idiots. I will see you all at the real TN State Finals December 5th and 6th at Cedar Hill.