Bits n bobs

6 05 2010

It occurred to me this morning that for a blog that is supposed to be about my embryonic career as a caddie, caddying stories have been a bit thin on the ground recently. There is, of course, a good reason for that: I haven’t actually done any caddying since my visit to California back in early March. Things nearly changed this week when Brian Benedictson got a late entry into a Vancouver Golf Tour event on Monday at Royalwood golf course, Chilliwack. It seemed a good idea for me to get some practice in on the bag ( to be honest, I wanted to be sure I could lift the bloody thing up – it looks like it weighs a ton ), so it was decided that I would catch the 6:30 ferry to Horseshoe Bay and then hoof  it to the course. Then we learned that BB had been drawn in the first group to tee off and that by the time I reached Royalwood he was likely to be half way down the second fairway. Not worth it, we decided. As things transpired, I caught a break – Chilliwack was hit by a hailstorm on Monday morning and the tournament was cancelled. All part of the rich tapestry of life for Brian, though – think of the expenses he incurred getting there and then didn’t even get the chance to play. Just goes to show that the life of a pro athlete in the Minors is not always as glamorous as it might seem to be. My Canadian debut is therefore delayed until the first week in June when Brian plays in the Times Colonist Open at Uplands, Victoria. His first practice round starts less than 36 hours after I return from my pilgrimage to Ireland and Scotland. Anybody got any sure fire cures for jetlag?

In other news, you will no doubt be pleased to learn that Mr. Dobbs and I have managed to resolve our differences without having to hire lawyers. Matters have been resolved as they should be – on the golf course. Peter and I played an amicable round at Comox last Friday ( neutral ground, you see ). Things were a little tense on the first tee when the tricky issue of handicaps came up, but it was eventually decided that Peter would receive 10 shots. My negotiating skills were looking pretty pitiful when I went three down after three holes, but I managed to stage a comeback and we were all square after nine. As usual, however, Peter had the last word: I mentioned that he looked a little green around the gills and he revealed that he’d only come out of hospital a few days earlier following minor surgery. We decided that the match would be declared halved and that honour was satisfied on both sides. No doubt the Dobbs/Brooker rivalry is a saga that is destined to continue for some time, but I have to confess that Peter’s behaviour on this occasion was exemplary ( probably because he felt too ill to misbehave ).

In the past week I’ve also had the pleasure of playing in my first MISGA event ( at Fairwinds ) and an Interclub at Crown Isle. My play on each occasion was decidedly sketchy, but the company was great and the events really well run. As an ex teacher, it also gladdened my heart that they were also great value for money ( no comments necessary, Len Doyle ). There are definitely one or two plusses to being retired, and being able to play midweek tournaments – slap up meal included –  is certainly one of them.

Only fourteen sleeps until Glenny, Robin, the Chief and I set off on our odyssey to the home of golf. The info package arrived in the mail yesterday, so I’ve been perusing that pretty carefully. Flight tickets are ready for pick up and new golfing attire has been purchased ( courtesy of Scottish wife, it has to be admitted ). The only thing I’m missing right now is a decent golf swing, but realistically that may have to wait. As I may have mentioned before, Bandito Juan has pointed out more than once that if they ever introduce style points in golf my handicap is going to go from a 10 to a 28. Much as it hurts to admit it, on recent evidence he may have a valid point…

All da best.

Dave B.

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8 responses

6 05 2010
Martin

Loved the post Dave, especially the middle section about your match with Peter Plod. Dobbsie will use any excuse to win any kind of match even down to having minor surgery!
If I don’t see you before you leave for the UK, I wish all of you the very best. Have a brilliant time.
Cheers,
Martin

6 05 2010
Bagger Dave

Thanks Martin. Minor surgery does indeed seem an extreme measure to take, but Mr Dobbs’ mind is a wonderful and complicated thing to behold at close quarters. In his defence, Peter never used his infirmity as an excuse. In fact, I wonder if he had his putting stroke repaired while he was under the anaesthetic – it seemed a little better than usual.

I’m sure we’re going to have a great time in Ireland and Scotland – you’ll hear my (biaised) account as soon as we get back.

Cheers.

Dave B.

6 05 2010
Glen Livet

If you are out of practice with the caddying thing I will, if you promise to shut up, put up and don’t screw up, think about giving you a tryout next time I go to the course. You’ll probably be a better caddy than you are a loser on the golf course anyway mate.
p.s. I hope you found the recipe for ‘old crow’, as it seems to fit your present diet.

6 05 2010
Bagger Dave

A most tempting offer, Mr Livet, but although I have indeed eaten a large amount of crow ( not to mention humble pie ) over my last couple of rounds, I just could not stomach caddying for you.

7 05 2010
Glen Livet

In all fairness I have to say that I enjoy playing against ‘the bagger’ as much as I have ever enjoyed playing against anyone. I promise to return all of my golf winnings that I received from you as soon as the Brinks truck arrives, and, I will also include all the Davies winnings too. (hang on, that will take 2 Brinks trucks)

7 05 2010
Bagger Dave

Well thank you, Peter. On the other hand, although I consider myself a trusting soul, when you pay me compliments I always think there’s something fishy going on. So, no, you’re not going to get extra shots next time we play…

D.

12 05 2010
Bandito Juan

Dave, a most enjoyable blog, but one that was prone to hyperbole. Whereas, style points would be a bonus to those with style, style can be manufactured. I have seen many a Lorena Ochoa pose held at the end of swing that produced only a worm burner or slice of gigantic proportions. There has to be substance to the style. If style points were introduced to the game your handicap would not balloon from a 10 to a 28, not even close.
Indeed, I think this to be the perfect forum for the readers of Bagger Dave’s blog to determine said BD’s style cap. To clarify style, this survey will only focus on BD’s swing, not his golfing attire. May I start the bidding at 24?
BJ

12 05 2010
Bagger Dave

Obviously, when the greatest compliment I’ve ever received for a tee shot is “That’ll work”, style is not a strong point of my game. However, I’m certainly grateful that we’re not going to focus on my golfing attire. Tim K’s heartfelt cry “Don’t you iron ANYTHING?” when I showed up on the first tee for the Red, White and Blue a few years ago still ranks as my favourite putdown…

Dave

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