A Taxing Experience

March 31, 2013

Not really. Filed my federal taxes today. Used an online service as of last year. Pretty easy if you have all your figures together.


I was offered to sub today for another guy. It was overtime but I told them to screw it (in a polite way). Talk about a taxing experience. It’s 10:30 in the a.m. and I’m thinking of having a beer (one is my limit). How sad is that! The only thing keeping me buoyant is the Hip-Hop from Spotify.com beaming through my sound bar. Hold on, it’s Snoop Dog. I’ll get back to you. How about a little Eminem.


Mississippi vanity plates – TOMYLUV – L2PLAY – BR1TTN1 (pink on pink car)


My landlord has had a garage sale three weekends in a row. Barely made a dent in all the stuff they’ve collected over the years.


Before I forget, Happy Easter. Was it bunny rabbits or Christ for you? Would combining the two via a chocolate Jesus be considered sacrilege?


Was watching the Shell Houston Open. The announcers mention the importance of getting in The Masters more than winning this week. Doubt if the Shell sponsors were enamored with their commentary.


Crying faceBoo hoo OSU!

Then there was this:

A note of discord as Merion Golf Club gears up to host golf’s U.S. Open

Phil Mickelson Pulls Off Some Amazing Golf Trick-Shots That Need

Yani Tseng dismayed over negative report published in Taiwan…The report also cited … that the “missing pro-am tee time” incident also reflected the incompetence of Tseng’s advisory team…. It’s always someone else’s fault, isn’t it?


Jack Of All Trades

March 29, 2013

I can add another skill to my resume after today. Snake wrangler.

I was in the cart barn when the guy who delivers our propane entered and asked if I had anything to chase away a snake. I grabbed a shovel and followed him to the opening of our underground propane tank. It’s about four feet square, recessed into the the ground and secured with a metal cover which was already removed.

I found a blacksnake about four foot in length sunning itself on the concrete boarder. I tried to nudge it away but it slithered around the edge and eventually back in the hole. Quickly realizing this was not the tool for the job, I retreated and summoned our hand operated trash picker. It’s a simple device with a claw on one end operated by a squeeze trigger on the other.

This proved more adapt at corralling the less than lethal viper but it refused to give up without a fight. After striking at the device numerous times, I finally managed to snag it around the middle and with one fluid swoop, sent it airborne. It landed in a bush about fifteen feet away. Hopefully, never to be seen again.

Wonder what’s next on the horizon. I trust the local gator doesn’t get into a snit. My talents only stretch so far.


And now, the rest of the story. Back in 1988, an heroic act by LPGA pro Mary Bea Porter during a Monday qualifier put her in the national spotlight.

The following is from an article by Scott Ostler April 18, 1989. Click here for the article link.

Porter is playing the 13th hole of the Moon Valley Country Club in Phoenix, trying to qualify for the weekend tour event. She butchers her approach shot, knocking it into a gully near a fence. Approaching the fence, Mary Bea sees a man in Amish garb, standing next to a swimming pool, holding a 3-year-old boy by the ankles and shaking him.

…The boy, Jonathan Smucker, has just been found floating in the pool, unconscious. His mother and father, Amish farmers from Pennsylvania, have no idea what to do. They don’t even know how to dial a phone. With the help of her caddie, Mary Bea scrambles over the high fence. Smucker silently hands his son to Mary Bea and walks away. The boy is gray, not breathing, limp.

Using mouth-to-mouth, and pounding the boy on the chest, Porter finally brings Jonathan back to life, then battles to keep him alive, although she has no first aid or CPR training. Forty-five minutes later, the boy is on his way to the hospital, and Mary Bea is rushing back to the course to catch up with her threesome, which has gone ahead without her. She bogeys the 13th…

By happenstance, I ran into the guy who caddied for Mary Bea on that eventful day in the caddie tent on Sunday. He retold the story and the best part was that young Jonathan fully recovered and went on to attend MIT. He is now an engineer and quite brilliant according to this Champions looper.

Then there was this:

Would you believe Rocket Golf?

Golf season can’t begin soon enough


MGRC-Post Mortem

March 27, 2013

The long hours of the MGRC took its toll on the Outside Services staff. A sore knee, aggravated foot injury, aching hip and injured arm were the maladies left behind. I was the only one to remain unscathed. Not even an attack of hemorrhoids after all those hours in the picker.


Will This Ever End?

March 25, 2013

Eighteen pros stayed over for a post-tournament pro-am at Fallen Oak. We arrived at 5 a.m. to prepare and then caddied for a group.

The weather did not cooperate though as it was in the 30s when we arrived accompanied by a penetrating wind out of the NW which tormented us all day. Sweater vest, fleece jacket, company supplied winter jacket and gloves kept me warm all day. The gloves came off with only two holes to go.

We played a shamble and our pro was Mike Goodes. Afterward it was back to work. Out of there at 4:30. Another long day. Finally, a day off tomorrow.

All the accoutrements associated with the MGRC are disappearing in fast order.


A question has been posed by one of my readers concerning the device I.K. Kim’s caddie was wearing on his wrist during the playoff. It was either an extremely large watch or possibly a GPS according to this witness. He had it on walking down the fairway but it was gone by the time they reached the green. Anyone out there know what it was?

Then there was this:

One-handed golf shot out of a tree? Yeah, this PGA pro’s got that

LPGA’s CME Group Titleholders moving from TwinEagles to Tiburon


MGRC-Round Three

March 24, 2013

More range duty for me but after we picked all the balls and sanded the divots, it was a fairly easy but still long day.

Tex was asked once more to caddie. This time to sub for “Piddler”, Dan Forsman’s looper, who injured his right leg.

Then there was this:

Man accused of selling golf-ball finders as bomb detectors


MGRC-Round Two

March 23, 2013

They teed them up two hours early just in case storms came a coming. We did have a small delay but nothing of importance.

Dale was the caddie who corralled the  job yesterday. Andrew Magee was the player and they came in with a stellar four under today. His other looper was just a club caddie who was out of his element on the pro circuit. If Sunday turns out just as fruitful, I wouldn’t be surprised if a permanent (that’s a good one) job was offered.

Tex was also pressed into service at the last moment today. He looped for Allen Doyle after his caddie succumbed to an ongoing problem with a hernia. Doyle may WD though.

My day started out as usual on the range but was transferred to the cart barn in the afternoon since Dale and Tex were out on the course.

Many of these caddies remind me of the type of bag-toter that propagated the LPGA tour when I first started. Not in a good way unfortunately.

Superstition won over reason this morning as one caddie was looking for a cart with a lucky number for his player. He spied an oldie with 63 on its side but was warned that it was not reliable. He eschewed the caution and took it none the less. It died after a few holes. Moron!

I hit the wall around two this afternoon. So far I’ve logged 62.4 hours in five days.

We fill the divots on the range with rye seed and cover it with black sand which had many of the pros questioning its use. From what I understand, being black, it retains the heat from the sun longer aiding in more rapid growth.

Sunday’s forecast: Clear. High of 73F. Breezy. Winds from the WSW at 10 to 20 mph with gusts to 30 mph. – That should make it interesting.

Then there was this:

Teeing Off at Edge of the Arctic? A Chinese Plan Baffles Iceland

Psst–Wanna Buy a Counterfeit Club?

Paula Creamer still haunted by auto accident


MGRC-Round One

March 22, 2013

A much easier day due to the absence of the amateurs but we’re a little short on balls for the pros so continuous pit stops to unload the picker are necessary.

The Golf Channel telecast is the only thing allowed to be shown on the tube in the clubhouse but all the pros wished to view college basketball. They had to go into the locker-room to do it.

We eat in the volunteer headquarters and today was the best so far. Shrimp and grits were on the menu. Yum!

Of the three former LPGA loopers employed at Fallen Oak, one will be on a bag starting tomorrow due to a guy getting the axe. It twill either be me, Tex or Dale. Your guess?

I have nine LPGA players set as my favorites, mostly due to who is on the bag, on the LPGA website . They all missed the cut.


MGRC-Pro-Am Day Two

March 21, 2013

Déjà vu all over again. Another grueling day on the range. Left even a little later this time.

Don’t have to be in til eight tomorrow.

Today was the first time spectators were allowed in to the tournament.

Nasty weather is on the way. This could be a real mess on Saturday. Tee times may be moved up to squeeze in the round.

Actually, there were a few bags open this week but there was no way any of us would have been allowed to loop.


Yani Tseng missed her pro-am time and was DQ’d. She’s the defending champ no less. Reilley Rankin almost did the same thing last year. Only made it because of a delay due to tee balls finding the hazard her first hole.


MGRC-Pro-Am Day One

March 20, 2013

Just put in a 15 hour day. Where’s the effing ibuprofen? I have rock pile duty all week and if I say so myself, I could be the Picasso of range ball pickers.

Then there was this:

LPGA returning to Columbia-Edgewater


MGRC–Tuesday

March 19, 2013

Light day for me. In at eleven and out a little after seven. Tomorrow the fun begins. First day of a two-day pro-am. The whole crew will be at our posts at 4:30 in the a.m.!


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