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My high school golf teams home course was a country club in the area. One of the many perks of playing on the golf team was using their facilities pretty much whenever we felt like it, it was practically membership as long as I had my school golf bag with me. This was not appreciated by some of the older members who

Worked and grew up as a member at my local club. Club had rules against junior golfers (me at the time) being on the “course” after like 3pm. Went to the range one late afternoon when practically no one was at the course. Literally five cars in the entire parking lot.

I belonged to a club growing up since my dad (a collegiate golfer) really wanted me to play. I didn’t get that into it in junior golf, but I started back up in college. I took a few lessons and would go with a friend (who’d be my guest despite being far superior at the game) every now and then in the afternoon after

Was a guest of a buddy who is a member of some small-town, no-name country club. We’re putting on the front nine when some old guy comes driving up in a cart yelling “Hey!” over and over until he gets our attention. Based on his urgency, I would have thought he was going to tell us that someone was giving away free

And Denim, Don’t forget the No Denim Clause!!!

I heard of a club in northern New England where the cell phone policy was so strict...

Grew up with grandparents who lived on a real marginal 9-hole residential country club. As a result my family and my cousins were members. Growing up was great. Basically a bunch of grandparents who were all nice to you.

Me and my dad tried golfing on a really nice course in Chapel Hill a few years back, despite the fact that we were both pretty bad. We only had one set of clubs, which were lefty. I’m a lefty, so it worked for me, but my dad is a righty, so he struggled at first. Around hole three or so he decided that instead of

These are all okay rules.

I went to the driving range with a friend while I was wearing jeans. Nice ones, but still denim. I’d never really been to a country club so I didn’t know that was a thing.

This woman driving a pink golf cart decided to hide behind a garbage can to take my picture to report me. Not approach me like an adult, not

New course (semi private CC, as they basically all are now) opened up in my area about 6 years ago. It was about a 30 min drive from my house and I got there about 20 min before my tee time with a golf shirt that was more of a mock turtleneck collar than one with a regular collar. It was acceptable attire on the PGA

I was playing golf with my grandpa at the country club he’s been with since the 70’s. The 5th hole is a very cool par 3 over water. They had the tee box’s moved up so the water wasn’t in play so I went to hit a practice shot from the real tee box and a 75 year old dude saw me from 100 yards away. He steams up in his

I work as an accounting intern for a chicago area club. I was told to submit a picture and short biography to the clubs monthly newsletter in order to introduce myself to the members. After the release of the newsletter I received a request from the board to resubmit my picture and republish the newsletter due to my

May be a bit of an odd entry...my hometown country club, (redacted), once asked a player to leave the course because he was dressed too nicely.

The nice thing about having Harvilla in the union is that, from Ohio, he can just reach over and knock Denton out of his chair at the Gawker office in Manhattan if he starts violating our workers’ rights.

We’re all goons. It’s like in the original NES Ice Hockey when you pick all fat guys.

That mammoth contract will gel nicely with the characteristics of the Maple Leaf fan base.
Frozen in time and bound to the history books.

Adrian Murrell.

Obama really should learn to respect his elders.

If you’re trying to show boobs, why isn’t Mickelson on the cover?