B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for January 28, 2012

This is why I don’t play or watch golf. YAWN!!!

They really need to pick up the pace. It’s a sad day in golf when a snail and tortoise want to play through.

It’s etiquette to allow a twosome to play-through a foursome.

Back when i worked at a golf course and played for free, we used to play 18 holes in 3 and a half hours or less. Now it takes over 5 hours and more. Part of it is the ruining of golf by Tiger Woods fans who imitate Tiger but shoot well over 100.

Foster Brooks, who use to play a drunk, was in a pro-am playing. in the group with Jack Nicklaus. Nicklaus was taking a long tome to size up a putt. Foster Brooks says to him in a drunk slur," Hurry up buddy, who the hell do you think you are Jack Nicklaus?."

No one’s even looking at the ball. That would be a good first step to moving it along, guys.

only rich arabs have green greens in sandland. generally they’re clay-packed dyed “greens”. very little differentiation between the rough, sand traps and the fairway, other than slight caressing by a bulldozer to smooth it out. you’d never see tiger under-parring one of those babies. there’s where you’ll see some REAL golfing.

Kevin Costner said “golf and sex are two things that you don’t have to be any good at to enjoy”. Those tree gemokes don’t look like dey have a clue but dey havin fun!

I’d like to witness the snail and tortoise’s ‘swing’.

I think comic strip readers should be understanding of golf because golf is very commonly used in many comic strips, not just BC.

It’ll be a slow game.

no, it only says something about you if you think everyone must like what you do. I grew up in a family of hot rodders and racers, and like to see aa competition in which I know the racers. But NASCAR is indeed an over-hyped, over-commercialized boring yawn.

I used to enjoy watching golf, sometimes. I quit bothering for a long time, came back to it, and couldn’t stand to watch it any more. The announcers had stopped keeping their voices down to avoid distracting play. They were loudmouths, instead. The idea of watching several hours of what sounded like a Cal Worthington commercial, was more than I could bear. Goodbye, golf! Gimme a call if you ever run across your manners!

I play behind these guys every Friday.

Must be following the Men’s Group at the Club at Prescott Lakes…

@ J. Short:Classic!! Thanks for the memory….Brooks was incredible the way he could “sell” his stupor by swallowing words, hic-ups, slurs, looney eyes and pauses…he was hysterical. Him & Dino could play great drunks! (Disclaimer: not making light of alcoholism or addicition, just admiring a performer’s skills.)