Posted on 07/15/2008 12:21:41 PM PDT by llevrok
AUBURN, Wash. – For some, the game of golf can be strict, but on Sunday at the Auburn Golf Course, one golfer not only broke the rules, he broke the law.
Auburn Police say a golfer used a 6-iron to assault another golfer, hitting the victim so hard he broke the club.
"There's a lot of rules in golf and if you break the rules some people tend to take it really seriously out here, so I'm not really surprised someone got assaulted," said golfer Ryan Aker.
"There was a group of golfers ahead of another group of golfers and there seemed to be some disagreement on the speed in which the golfers ahead were playing," said Cmdr William Pierson, Auburn Police.
The argument between two groups of four golfers started at the 13th hole, and by the 15th it turned physical. That's when a 33-year-old Puyallup man pulled out his 6-iron and swung at the victim's head.
"It was just heat of the moment. He believed his friends were in some kind danger and he was going to solve the problem by introducing some sort of weapon," said Pierson.
Police found the 45-year-old victim bleeding profusely from the head. He was airlifted to Seattle's Harborview Medical Center where he underwent emergency surgery.
Other golfers say they aren't surprised, especially because it appears alcohol was a factor on both sides.
"There's a lot of beer and stuff involved. A lot of times people drink and come out to have a good time, but sometimes testosterone flies," said golfer Nik Williams.
"When alcohol is involved and people are stopping at the 9th green to throw a few back before they go on the back 9, there's always some kind of argument going on," said Aker.
The 33-year-old suspect had no previous criminal record, but now he faces felony assault charges.
After surgery, the victim was listed in serious condition.
Assault with a deadly weapon. Should serve 10 years.
I’ve known this frustration, but...these guys must have been really ripped to start swinging clubs at one another.
No excuse.
But I wonder why the guy chose a 6-iron?
Mulligan.
Somebody needs to club Chuck Schumer in the head!
“Big hitter, the Lama”.
>>>Auburn Police say a golfer used a 6-iron to assault another golfer, hitting the victim so hard he broke the club.
Was it OJ attempting to subdue Ron and Nicole’s killer?
which washington idiot will be the first to propose licensing people to play golf now?
Because he can't hit his long irons.
And saying "Gunga-ga-lunga" over and over again.
Every golfer wondered the same thing, thus proving that golfers are nuts, LOL.
good one - LOL
I like the folks in Washington , but the rain drives them crazy . They like to get a round in before they get covered with moss .
And they say golf is a gentleman’s sport?!
Perhaps he was 150 yards out?
I'm surprised this doesn't happen more often.
Hopefully the club-wielder will spend 5-15 thinking about it.
LOL! Good one, SW!
One day an Irishman, who had been stranded on a deserted island for over 10 years, saw a speck on the horizon. He thought to himself, ‘It’s certainly not a ship.’
As the speck got closer and closer, he began to rule out even the possibilities of a small boat or a raft.
Suddenly there strode from the surf a figure clad in a black wet suit. Putting aside the scuba tanks and mask and zipping down the top of the wet suit stood a drop-dead gorgeous blonde!
She walked up to the stunned Irishman and said to him, “Tell me, how long has it been since you’ve had a good cigar?”
“Ten years”, replied the amazed Irishman.
With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof pocket on the left sleeve of her wet suit and pulled out a fresh package of cigars and a lighter.
He took a cigar, slowly lit it, and took a long drag.
“Faith and begorrah”, said the castaway, “that is so good I’d almost forgotten how great a smoke can be!”
“And how long has it been since you’ve had a drop of good Bushmills Irish Whiskey?” asked the blonde.
Trembling, the castaway replied, “Ten years.”
Hearing that, the blonde reached over to her right sleeve, unzipped a pocket there and removed a flask and handed it to him.
He opened the flask and took a long drink.
“Tis nectar of the gods!” shouted the Irishman. “Tis truly fantastic!!!”
At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the long front of her wet suit, right down the middle. She looked at the trembling man and asked, “And how long has it been since you played around?”
With tears in his eyes, the Irishman fell to his knees and sobbed:
“Jesus, Mary and Joseph! Don’t tell me you’ve got golf clubs in there too!”
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These guys aren't regular golfers. I don't know of one club, public or private, that serves anything on the 9th green. Maybe before the 10th tee, but not the 9th green.
Don’t forget to tip your waiters and waitresses...
“FORE!”
I guess yelling “Fore” wasn’t enough.
OMG!!!! We need to have ALL golf clubs regestered...better yet those thing just need to be banned. /sarcasm
“But I wonder why the guy chose a 6-iron?”
It really depends on how far out they were on the fairway along with the wind conditions....
Seriously though, it sounds like the guy was intent on hurting someone. This guy probably starting soiling himself once he sobered up and realized what he did.
The course I frequent has a cute college girl driving around in a cart selling cold, frosty beverages. It’s surprisingly difficult to say no to her offer of a crisp, cold, refreshing beer — even at $7 + tip.
Gee, I've had a few between the front and back, but I've never had it turn to violence. I love the use of the word "always"...
When golf clubs are outlawed, only outlaws will have clubs.......
Slow play is why I quit playing golf.
If you have a group in front of you who isn’t keeping up with a normal pace of play (4 hours for 18 holes), and they’re not letting you play through, use your cell phone or golf cart GPS system to call the clubhouse so a marshall can be sent out to address the problem. I’ve dealt with that situation many times, and most golf courses will take care of it post-haste. It is very frustrating to be stuck behind a group of hackers who don’t know course etiquette, turning a 4 hour round into a 6 hour round, but I’ve never considered whacking them in the head with a golf club.
How ‘bout a little somethin’, ya know, for the effort.
i’m sorry, i meant as in d.c.
Where was the ranger ?
lol. Good one.
Fred plays a round of golf and comes home late.
Wife asks him why the round took so long.
Fred says “Charlie was in our foursome and had a heart attack on the second tee and died. All day long it was hit the ball, drag Charlie, hit the ball, drag Charlie.”
Gladly. You’ll feel a short, sharp shock, and then there’ll be nothing.
No...really? You don’t suppose they hired her for her looks knowing that most guys will hit on anything that can fog a mirror, do you?
Frankly, I always use a light five or a muscled-up seven. I can count the number of times I have used a six iron on one hand. Don't know why, but it is the least used club in my bag. So if I was going to take a swing at somebody, I would use the six...
“The price is wrong, Bob!”
That has got to be the funniest two minutes ever committed to film.
LOL. What a great scene from that movie!!!
Haven't they ever heard of . . ."Go ahead and play through, fellas. I'm going to throw back a couple of beers?"
I guess he topped it!
Or he skulled it!
Actually, the guy wasn’t using his head, so he used someone elses...
We can be grateful that, being “slightly” inebriated, he didn’t pull out his designated “driver”...guess he layed up...
The man as he swung the six-iron was heard to say, “S**t, topped it”!
If that club had been registered, the owner properly trained, the club lock in place, and the club at home in the locked club rack where it belonged, none of this would have happened.
“Those damned Conservatives will be the death of us all!” /s
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