I have always been just a casual golfer, enjoying the camaraderie with my buddies as much as the game. Working at McDonnell Douglas/Boeing we had multiple tournaments scheduled during the summer months by the more avid golfers. I prefer the scrambles but I was up for regular tournaments as well.
I played at a traditional tournament at a Belk Park (in Illinois) for quite a few years by traditional I mean you have individual scores. One summer in this tournament I played with Jerry N, Bill G, and our boss Del P. We all had an equivalent ability level, which means we had no chance of winning anything other than an attendance prize. We played 18 holes and I believe my score was 129, color me terrible. I don't remember the scores of my teammates but they were nothing to cheer about either. It was a fun day despite the score. I had a few good shots a many bad ones, oh well!
So, the following Monday at work I receive a phone call from a person claiming to be with Belk Park golf course asking me about playing in the tournament over the weekend. He mentioned there was a complaint from another golfer that I had improved my lie on hole number 15. I immediately became upset because I would never do that, and really what good would it do when you were as bad as I was. So I said "If I was going to do that I would have had a better score than 129". Just as I said that I realized I had been had by the notorious practical joker Greg M known as Bubba by everyone. As he was laughing on the other end of the phone I was thinking he got me again. I say again because this was just one one of the many jokes by Bubba I had succumbed too. Maybe I was an easy mark but so were many others. Bubba was well known for his practical jokes, he was truly a master and there was no one that was exempt from his taunts. It's funny whenever you got had by Bubba everyone knew about it partly because you told them in most cases. I guessed getting pranked by Bubba was like being inducted in to the "Good Ole Boys Club".
It was all soon forgotten until one day about 3 months later I received a letter (see photo insert) post marked from St. Louis but with a return address in Illinois that stated all 4 of us in our foursome were banned from playing at Belk Park due to our caliber of play, the extensive delays we caused and unusual language used. We would have an opportunity to appeal this decision if we made a request in writing to the "Board of Governors". My immediate thought was Bubba was at work again, in a very elaborate way. I immediately called Jerry to see if he received a letter, which he had as well as everyone else in the foursome. I then called Bubba and he swore he had nothing to do with the letter, but I never fully believed that. It was pretty funny and well thought out.
So things went back to normal and it was about 6 or 8 months later that we received another letter again regarding from Belk Park, which reinstated our golfing status allowing us to play once again. I again called Bubba and he still claimed innocence but I was still skeptical. I thought maybe Bill H, (my boss who has dry sense of humor) might have been involved but he also denied it as well, so I was left with no answer to who was the comedic letter writer, I was however left with this great story.
To this day I still do not know who wrote these letters but it's still funny and not knowing only makes it more interesting.
I played at a traditional tournament at a Belk Park (in Illinois) for quite a few years by traditional I mean you have individual scores. One summer in this tournament I played with Jerry N, Bill G, and our boss Del P. We all had an equivalent ability level, which means we had no chance of winning anything other than an attendance prize. We played 18 holes and I believe my score was 129, color me terrible. I don't remember the scores of my teammates but they were nothing to cheer about either. It was a fun day despite the score. I had a few good shots a many bad ones, oh well!
So, the following Monday at work I receive a phone call from a person claiming to be with Belk Park golf course asking me about playing in the tournament over the weekend. He mentioned there was a complaint from another golfer that I had improved my lie on hole number 15. I immediately became upset because I would never do that, and really what good would it do when you were as bad as I was. So I said "If I was going to do that I would have had a better score than 129". Just as I said that I realized I had been had by the notorious practical joker Greg M known as Bubba by everyone. As he was laughing on the other end of the phone I was thinking he got me again. I say again because this was just one one of the many jokes by Bubba I had succumbed too. Maybe I was an easy mark but so were many others. Bubba was well known for his practical jokes, he was truly a master and there was no one that was exempt from his taunts. It's funny whenever you got had by Bubba everyone knew about it partly because you told them in most cases. I guessed getting pranked by Bubba was like being inducted in to the "Good Ole Boys Club".
It was all soon forgotten until one day about 3 months later I received a letter (see photo insert) post marked from St. Louis but with a return address in Illinois that stated all 4 of us in our foursome were banned from playing at Belk Park due to our caliber of play, the extensive delays we caused and unusual language used. We would have an opportunity to appeal this decision if we made a request in writing to the "Board of Governors". My immediate thought was Bubba was at work again, in a very elaborate way. I immediately called Jerry to see if he received a letter, which he had as well as everyone else in the foursome. I then called Bubba and he swore he had nothing to do with the letter, but I never fully believed that. It was pretty funny and well thought out.
So things went back to normal and it was about 6 or 8 months later that we received another letter again regarding from Belk Park, which reinstated our golfing status allowing us to play once again. I again called Bubba and he still claimed innocence but I was still skeptical. I thought maybe Bill H, (my boss who has dry sense of humor) might have been involved but he also denied it as well, so I was left with no answer to who was the comedic letter writer, I was however left with this great story.
To this day I still do not know who wrote these letters but it's still funny and not knowing only makes it more interesting.
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