Friday, May 4, 2012
Golf Tournament Stalker
You know that saying; best laid plans of mice and men. Well, I'm neither mouse or man; thankfully, but the plans they needed a little adjusting. When I arrived at my scheduled time (or ten minutes earlier than planned), I quickly realized that Mr C and his group had just teed off at the first tee, a full half hour before they were scheduled and that I had no clue how the course was laid out or how to follow them on foot.
Thankfully, the Pro Shop came to rescue and offered me the use of a golf cart to go around the course. I caught up with Mr C and his group at the 2nd Tee Box and, as requested, did not speak a word to the golfers. I'd been warned that a golfer can't talk to the crowd. I'm not sure he would have wanted or needed my advice since my golf is a little rusty, but I kept silent anyways!
In fact, the only time Mr C even acknowledged me was when he sunk a huge putt from off the ground for a par on a really long par 5. It was a great putt and my skillful photography caught all the action until it went into the cup. Still have a little work to do on the camera skills.
It was such a treat to watch Mr C doing his most favorite activity. My husband and Miss A were even able to join me in the cart for a few holes. Miss A has got the golf clap down pat, and even if she was waving a few times at her favorite golfer, she never once tried to give him pointers on putting or chipping. She did, of course, suggest to her dad that a treat from the Snack Cart Lady might be nice.
Mr C did not have the round of his life or score his best, but he did have some great shots, a few critical putts, and the smile was on his face the entire time. He loved every minute. If I do say so myself, he did have the best cheering crowd.