One of our Marshalls noticed a suspiciously slow golfer. Upon further investigation it was one of those pre wedding celebrations with the guys. Well this golfer was pickled and when it was suggested he leave the course he came swinging at the Marshall with his golf club narrowly missing him. The Toronto police were calledContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall” : Tales From the Edge : A Near Crippling Assault”
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