by Kyle on Thu Sep 17, 2009 6:51 am
Haha, I do remember helping a buddy fetch a putter from a tree one time, much like Tom's story. We ended up also getting a rake stuck up there. With some sort of combination of persistence and dumb luck we were able to knock everything lose and move on to the next hole after about 15 minutes.
I used to be a club chucker myself in high school. During one fateful practice, trying to hit a par 5 in two, I chunked a 3-wood into a ravine and let that sucker fly. With a kind of over-the-shoulder toss I managed to send the club from one side of rough, over the fairway, over the opposite side rough, and about 5 feet into a pond. I could still see the grip of the 3-wood sticking up in the water, and in a kind of ridiculous blind furry I stomped over to the pond, took about 4 steps into the water, and soaked up to my waist, started walking back to the parking lot. I told my friends to go on without me and when I saw my golf coach on my walk of shame and fury I simply told him "I'm done for the day. See you tomorrow."