A colleague in my pro shop told me when he was acting as a Marshall he met a woman who was a beginner and he helped her out by answering her questions about golf. Then he gets numerous calls for several days from this woman which he did not answer. A student working at theContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall” : Tales from the Edge : The Stalker!”
I heard this story from my favourite groundskeeper at my golf course who is a thirty-year veteran of groundskeeping including stints at some of the top golf courses in Ontario. We get along very well as I always am trying to learn and understand what he does and he senses my interest in him andContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall” : Tales From the Edge : The Headless Groundskeeper (almost)”
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”
A golfer related to me a potentially fatal story with a happy ending. He was playing with a golfer who set up behind the tee box instead of being aligned with it. Well as golf goes shots go to and fro in a crazy way and his big drive hit the ceramic post on theContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall” : Tales From The Edge :Bap…. Right in the Eye!”
This is my story: I was playing golf a few years ago as the last foursome for the year. It was a pleasant sunny but cool day in mid November. The three Korean gentlemen in my foursome decided on a snack on the 10th hole. A rather traditional practice of grabbing a bite or gulpingContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall”: Tales from the Edge: Korean Noodle Soup on the 10th”
One golfer told me when he was a teen golfing with his brother the brother hit a massive drive hitting a golfer in the back that sent the poor man violently sprawling into the creek and his prosthetic leg also came off. Not a great way to treat a war vet.