Alexander Levy, left, and Anirban Lahiri during a match at the 2018 Eurasia Cup.
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Obscenity on my part. Obscenity of him. Obscene gesture on my part. Obscene gesture on his part.
And then he continued his 17th hole, and I put in the 16th.
Difficult scene, right? But before I go on to tell you about this exchange of sympathies, you should know a few things that bother me. I have my opinions and I enjoy sharing them, but if we disagree, I still believe we can break bread later. To further expose this sweetness, I once had a coworker, in a stressful moment for him, yell at me, “Does anything ever bother you?” – to which I remember saying, “Not really.”
But it happens. Clearly.
Masters champion flip club. But the strangeness was only beginning.
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With that, we’re heading out to Van Cortlandt Park in the Bronx, New York on Tuesday, and the main thing to know for this story is that Vanny welcomes all comers. And at that point, consider this incident in front of me and a friend on the 5th hole. A duo were walking down the fairway when a ball from the adjacent fourth course landed about 100 yards in front of them, and the ballplayer hit his shot. from there in a straight line towards the duo. Good material.
Only this guy joined us. (To be clear, he stopped while we waited at 5, we said he could play, he said he could play us, we insisted he play and he said he would play us). . Then we get to 16.
And the 16th tees high, then goes down and back up for its 280 yards or so. So it takes a pop to get close, at least for me. And you have to keep up. And the couple seemed to be a few meters from the green. If all of this sounds like a defense of my actions, it is. So I launched.
And the ball rolled – rolled — within 10 or more yards of one of the players.
And he walked back.
He turned 90 degrees to his left.
And hit my ball in the woods.
Matt Every had an epic stick throw after a bad bunker shot on Friday
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“Wait,” I said to my friend, “did he just…”
“Yes,” said my friend.
Oh.
“Do you want to drive up and ask him about it?” my friend asked.
At first, I laughed. And then it just gnaws at you. So when we got close to the green, and they were on the 17th hole, I drove my cart.
“Hey, did you just hit my ball in the woods?”
“Yes, that is the third time we have been hit. enough of that [obscenity].”
“Friend,” I said, “it’s our first time, we have no idea who is the guy with us, my ball rolled below you, and it’s Van Cortlandt Park, you need to know this [obscenity] happens.”
“It was close enough,” he said.
“I want a ball,” I said.
And this went on for a while, before we signed off with what I wrote down in the first paragraph.
I should have yelled ahead. Or not hitting at all. Or let it slide. But… it happens. I’m a little embarrassed about all this. Although obviously not discouraged; I wouldn’t be telling you this story. And this is where I need your help.
You, dear golf reader, have stories of heated incidents, fights, colorful language, and colorful characters.
Much, much better even. I’m sure of it. And I want to hear them.
Then email me at [email protected]. Or send me a DM on Twitter at @nickpia. Give me all the details.
I promise that I will not respond with words or gestures.
I’m usually nice.
