
Tiger Woods Called President Donald Trump From Scene After Flipping Car
Seriously Tiger?

Seriously Tiger?

he was pretty zooted tho so.

Par 4, 190 yards out. Wind is neutral. I pull the 5-iron and absolutely flush it. The kind of strike you feel in your soul.
I watched it track the whole way, take one hop, and disappear. I was 100% convinced I’d sailed the green, so I started walking toward the back to search for my ball. As I passed the pin, I didn't even want to look in the hole because I didn't want to humiliate myself with false expectations... but I peaked out of the corner of my eye and boom, there it was.
I’ve never had an eagle in my 20-year-old golf life. But since I’d already dunked my drive into the water and took a drop, this 190-yard miracle was for a fucking birdie.

Every year Wilson and GolfWRX select four WRX members to go on an all expenses paid trip to a nice course (Pinehurst this year) culminating in all new custom fit clubs for each member. I was one of the four selected this year! The clubs just came in yesterday after waiting a few weeks for Wilson’s master club fitter to build them himself. Looking forward to seeing how they compare to the current clubs. Rules here state no blogspam so not sure if I can link off to the WRX post, will see what the mods say. But I have way more typed out on the experience there (4,000+ words when I initially returned and 20+ photos I uploaded yesterday that compare my new set up to my current set up).





Had to go with the peach flatbread and filet mignon. I’m sure this doesn’t even begin to compare to what chefs in Augusta will cook up, but it certainly made up for a less than stellar round



Playing today, course is only 5800 or so yards from the back tees. I told them I was going to walk since it's a nice day. Guy at the counter says no, the course does not allow walkers before 2pm. He said the reason for it was that it slows down play.
Now in some cases, that might be true, but largely, walking does not have any serious impact on pace of play. I've walked and gotten sub 4 hour rounds, and drove and got 5+ hour rounds.
Walkers do not slow down play, slow golfers slow down play.
If the course was concerned about slow play, I said it would make sense then to give each golfer their own cart. He looked at me dumbfounded, said no, they assign two golfers to each cart. So how does that make it faster if one of us has to wait before we can go to our own ball while our partner hits. If I'm walking, I can go to my own ball and not have to walk back to a cart or wait on someone to hit.
Guy tried to make an argument that they can't have a bunch of 80 year olds walking out there. First, I'm not 80. Second, that's bullshit because slow play is not an age thing either. I've played with 80 year olds who played fast, and guys my age (20's) who took forever.
You know what would fix that? Having a ranger or employee that enforces pace of play. Or not spreading your tee sheet so thin and having a 7-8 minute gap between tee times.



We have a dogleg right par 5 where the natural “miss” for many players is a slice toward a private property fence, which is marked OB. The issue is that some players are intentionally trying to cut the corner to reach the green, despite posted signage asking them not to. This has led to repeated damage to the fence and ongoing maintenance costs.
Beyond simply adding trees, we’re exploring alternative solutions to discourage this play.
One option we’re considering is creating an internal OB buffer by moving the OB line 10–15 yards inside the fence. Any ball that comes to rest in this area (between the new OB line and the fence) would be treated as OB, and players would be required to proceed to a designated drop area that does not provide a direct advantage toward the green.
The goal would be to remove the incentive to cut the corner while still keeping play moving and protecting the adjacent property.
Has anyone implemented a similar solution, or found other effective ways to discourage players from attempting this type of shortcut?
Got all the way to the course yesterday, opened the boot to get my shoes out and realised I’d left them at home. Not enough time to go back and get them.
So on I ploughed with my Puma court shoes. Conditions extremely windy and wet.
First shot off a winter mat absolutely fine, great drive.
Second shot, 5 iron. Slow backswing, and BHAM! I’m on my back looking at the sky.
Twisted ankle, currently sat with ice on my ankle.
You live and learn.



First range session of the spring, and about ten shots in I hit the purest five iron of my life. We’re so back.

To those golfing this weekend, just wanted to say I hope you have the round and day you want.
Go low and have fun. I'm rooting for you!


Today was the first time in two years I picked up a club. I’ve dealt with some stuff I won’t get into. However, I got the vibe today, nowhere close to a good golfer. My swing can only be described as the discarded love child of John Daly and a former lacrosse/hockey/baseball player.
I shanked a bunch the first fifteen minutes and than decided to let loose and just count the tempo. These were the two that I was proud of, and really I’m fucking shit; but it had the two old dude’s beside me vibing over a “bomber” that I just wanted to share what I felt like an accomplishment.
For anyone out there dealing with stuff… play for these little moments. It’s spring in Canada and I’m riding a high off a sim session.
Fuck depression… go have fun.
I know it doesn't seem like much, but I just started golfing at the end of last year. I'm not consistent, I don't go to the range as often as I probably should. I just go out and play, but I had to share my success with other people who know my excitement.
My husband and I snuck off this morning for a 7am tee time. He's testing out a new club, so I thought it was the perfect opportunity to actually focus on my swings and track my score - not something I usually do.
I surprised myself by getting a birdie on a par 3, where my husband overshot and ended the hole with 5. My short drives were definitely playing on my behalf today.
At the end of the game he looked at me with this silly little smirk on his face like he'd just won by a hair, so I asked him what the final was.
98 for me, 102 for him.
I beat my husband for the first time, broke 100, and got a birdie all in the same day. I think I deserve a trip to the PGA store as a treat.



I bought these copper irons a few years ago every couple years Ill barkeepers friend them and polish them up. Recently added the matching putter. If only I could find that 1 iron…..