Golf Trick Shot Artist

As Labor Day passes and September really starts to look like a month other than August, I begin to have my yearly golf withdrawal symptoms.

Still plenty of good days to whack that sucker, but those days are getting shorter. Where before it was easy to play until 8:30pm, nowadays you need night vision goggles anytime past 7:30.

It’s not easy to be a golfer in Northern New England. Maybe that’s why we’re all so passionate about the limited time we get to swing those sticks.

For duffers like myself, moments of greatness are few and far between, but sometimes they do occur. And for me, maybe my greatest happened this past Saturday in Rangeley.
While playing Mingo Springs, I EAGLED the second hardest hole on the course, a 419 yard Par 4. A dogleg right with an elevated tee to a valley fairway and then back uphill to an elevated green, I hammered a drive 271 yards to the middle of the fairway (which was, in itself, cause for celebration)—then, I took deadly aim with my 7-iron from 148 yards out. I knew the instant I stuck that sucker that the shot was good, but from my vantage point, only the top of the flagstick was visible.

Imagine my disappointment when arriving at the green to initially not see my ball. It wasn’t behind the green in the fringe and, my goodness; it COULDN’T have skipped into the woods, could it have?

I nonchalantly declared, “Just for the hell of it, I’m going to look in the hole!”

Presto.

My little Pinnacle was resting comfortably, nestled up against the flagstick, yielding a 2 on a Par 4.

For those with better hand-eye coordination (maybe 95 percent of the public), this might not be a big deal. Stories of holes-in-one abound and the sheer number of aces, eagles and even double-eagles are common.

But not for me! Moments like these can lead to delusions of greatness—and I always entertain these fantasies after a particularly good round. Luckily, my playing partner, former boss and witness to it all, Bob Fuller kept me grounded by reminding me not to quit my day job.

Enjoy this short video clip, sent by Lorenzo Rozzi, proprietor of the One City Center News, honorary Mayor of Portland and fellow golf nut.

Now here’s a guy who can make the shots!



http://www.youtube.com/user/sportsrisq?blend=2&ob=5

Most amazing is the last guy, putting his face in the line of fire. Even an excellent golfer could chunk a shot—and the distance between knocking the Coke can off and putting an eye out was about 6 inches! Simply amazing!

You won’t see me trying that—and if I do, you won’t see any volunteers step forward to be my stooge!

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