By T.J. Roberts
Well, this is the famous golf story where I hit Coach Christensen in the mouth with a golf ball. Two years ago Coach C. was my golf coach. One day during practice, I hit my ball behind a tree on a par 5. Par five means that the average score or par score on that hole is 5. Well my second shot was the one that went behind the tree. I was about 14 years old during this time so I was not as advanced in golf as I am now, so I did not know how to hit all the different types of shots like I do now. Coach C. decided that he was going to attempt to teach one of these special shots to me. This special shot is called a hook or a draw. For me as a right handed person, this means that when I hit the ball it would go from right to left pretty quickly which was a perfect shot from the position that I was in.
Coach C. told me to turn my club face in towards the ground and swing around my body kind of like a baseball bat so that the ball would curve around the tree. I swung at the ball and all I heard was the ball hit the tree. I was looking to see where it went and as I went to ask Coach if he saw where my ball went, I saw him bent over holding his mouth while gushing and spitting out blood. I immediately felt horrible and handed Coach my golf towel. After the pain started to go away I saw that my golf towel, which started out white, was now 100% red and dripping with blood. Coach left the course right then and I believe he went to the doctor before going home.
The main thing that I remember about this experience was the looks and questions I got the next day at school. I can not count how many times I had to tell the story. It was so many times that I wanted to say ok let me just tell the whole class once so I do not have to say it anymore. Coach C. showed me his purple lip the next day and I think Mrs. C. would agree that it was one of the nastiest bruises that I have ever seen. But yes, this is the famous story of how I beat up Coach C.
Well, this is the famous golf story where I hit Coach Christensen in the mouth with a golf ball. Two years ago Coach C. was my golf coach. One day during practice, I hit my ball behind a tree on a par 5. Par five means that the average score or par score on that hole is 5. Well my second shot was the one that went behind the tree. I was about 14 years old during this time so I was not as advanced in golf as I am now, so I did not know how to hit all the different types of shots like I do now. Coach C. decided that he was going to attempt to teach one of these special shots to me. This special shot is called a hook or a draw. For me as a right handed person, this means that when I hit the ball it would go from right to left pretty quickly which was a perfect shot from the position that I was in.
Coach C. told me to turn my club face in towards the ground and swing around my body kind of like a baseball bat so that the ball would curve around the tree. I swung at the ball and all I heard was the ball hit the tree. I was looking to see where it went and as I went to ask Coach if he saw where my ball went, I saw him bent over holding his mouth while gushing and spitting out blood. I immediately felt horrible and handed Coach my golf towel. After the pain started to go away I saw that my golf towel, which started out white, was now 100% red and dripping with blood. Coach left the course right then and I believe he went to the doctor before going home.
The main thing that I remember about this experience was the looks and questions I got the next day at school. I can not count how many times I had to tell the story. It was so many times that I wanted to say ok let me just tell the whole class once so I do not have to say it anymore. Coach C. showed me his purple lip the next day and I think Mrs. C. would agree that it was one of the nastiest bruises that I have ever seen. But yes, this is the famous story of how I beat up Coach C.
Way to go, T.J.! You're so mean! I'm just kidding. That's a pretty funny story though. :)
ReplyDelete-Katy
O my stars for the love of lies!! What a story!! Well i am now terrified to go watch you golf again!! haha jay kay bay bay :)
ReplyDeletewell good job darlin!
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~ Kellie Burke.... of coarse!!
T.J. T.J. T.J
ReplyDeleteI completely forgot about that until now. Hahaha Good Job!
-Emily
T.J.,
ReplyDeleteI had never heard that story before but thanks for sharing it to me! That's so terrible, but funny at the same time. Hahahah.Good blog!
-Kenzie
TJ,
ReplyDeleteThat is soooo gross, thanks for the image of blood dripping from the towel.
I don't understand anything about golf and it sounds really complicated...so good job with golf and your blog.
-Hannah G.
i've never heard that before but hahaha.
ReplyDeletegood job tj!
hahahahahahaha that sounds like something i would do lol
ReplyDelete-Aalia
Haha that's crazy. Reminds me of playing golf last year.
ReplyDelete-Tyler
As bad as that had too hurt it is still hilarious.
ReplyDelete-Devin-
wow man that must have really hurt. Good blog though.
ReplyDeleteHahaha. That is going to follow you forever.
ReplyDelete-Kaitlynn
wow remind me now to get you upset :) lol
ReplyDeletegreat story
-hannah
Smooth move Mr. Roberts. Funny story!
ReplyDelete-Caleb
lol thats a really funny story
ReplyDelete-Holly