The golfer, (we will discuss Mr. Lunch later) who pleaded me to take him to his car for his medicine a.k.a. his lunch told me an awful story about Sven. Mr. Lunch was on the green on a par three and Sven let one fly from the tee box which is a no no. You never tee off on a par three with golfers on the green. Mr. Lunch was hit on the neck by Sven’s shot and went down seeing stars in his eyes and experiencing numbness in his hands. Was this a case of permanent paralysis? It didn’t bother Sven who not only failed to apologize but asked to play through while the golfer he injured lay prostrate on the ground. An A + dickhead.
My Life as a Golf Marshall: True Stories: SVEN THE ASSHOLE:A Bullet to the Head:
Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)
Robert K Stephen writes about food ,drink, travel, film, and lifestyle issues. He also has published serialized novels "Life at Megacorp", "Virus # 26, "Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog" and "The Penniless Pensioner" Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write." View more posts