1. Some Memorable Holes
I have played a lot of rounds of golf over the years. Every once in a while you get some
memorable moments. Sometimes they are just funny things. I don’t specifically remember all
of the rounds, but there were great moments.
We’ll start off with a good one. I was playing Rock Hill in Manorville New York. I caught up
with the guy in front of me. We greeted each other, had a good laugh, then we hopped on the
11th
hole. I drove the ball well. I took my 2nd
shot, but didn’t see where it went. So I’m looking
short of the green for my ball. He looks at me ‘What are you doing?’ which I thought was self
explanatory. Then he points to the hole, there is my ball, 5 feet from the hole. I made the
birdie putt. It was my first birdie at Rock Hill.
Different round at Rock Hill, I’m on the 8th
hole with 3 guys playing competitively. They left
me out of it. So one guy takes his shot and ends up against a tree. One of the guys with him
was a stickler for ‘play it as it lies’. So I’m watching them argue about this. It got pretty heated.
He had to hit, I would have given him the drop, but oh well. I’ve seen rules debates before, but
this one was over the top.
Let’s move over to Swan Lake, also in Manorville. There are a few instances here. On the
11th
hole, they flipped the nines, so now it is 2. I drive the ball, slicing into the woods. So I walk
up to about where I went in, then there is someone standing there, ‘your ball is right there’.
Who this guy was and why he is hanging out in the woods is beyond me. They did have a small
tower over there at the time, so I guess he belongs there. At least he found my ball.
Another time on the 12th
at Swan, now 3rd
, I did something wrong because I drove the ball
beautifully, just catching a mid fairway bunker. Based off the scorecard, it was ~ a 270 yd drive,
based off the fact I was by the 150 marker. It may have been teed up a bit, but for me it was a
great drive. So I pull out the 9 iron to get out, I wasn’t getting a lower iron out of the lie I had. I
put the ball 10 feet from the hole. I made the putt for birdie. This hole is known to crush me.

2. Next up, the 6th
hole at Heatherwood in Setauket, which sadly has closed. So I have a birdie
putt, with a nice old couple. The green was bowl shaped. Instead of aiming towards the hole, I
went along the edge, the ball turned right and rolled right into the hole for birdie. So far it is
once in a lifetime, as I have never even had a putt in hundreds of rounds since where it was
even possible.
Let’s go to Mill Pond in Medford. This course crushes me every time. I may have had 1 off
worse rounds at other courses, but this one crushes me every time. So after one of my usual
struggles there, I get to the par 5 18th
. I hit a decent drive and 2nd
shot. I flubbed the 3rd
shot,
but was within range of my gap wedge. I put the 4th
on the green with a 30 – 40 ft putt. I sank
it to end the nightmare on a par.
Islands End on Long Island’s North Fork wasn’t even a golf moment. It was out of season, so
the bar/ restaurant wasn’t open. So they let us take the cart to the lil place next door. It was
the 2 of us, the bartender and 2 locals. Their kitchen was closed as well, so we stayed for a
drink. It was comical watching the bartender give the locals the boot, and so obvious that it
was a usual thing. This is the only bar I have ever left completely creeped out by the people.
The bartender was nice. As far as the course goes, the view on the 16th
hole is incredible.
Spring Lake in Middle Island gave me a laugh. My 8th
hole drive went deep in the woods,
surrounded by trees on dirt. The person I’m playing with decides I should hit my ball, instead of
dropping on the other side of the tree line. To get out, I had to find a line between 20 – 30
trees. So I ‘find’ one, hit the ball ‘perfectly’. For my view, picture going on a hike through a
forest. I have hit trees before, but this was the loudest it ever was. I watch my friend dive out
of the cart. The ball just missed him. He did laugh after I replied ‘I told you to let me take a
drop.’ I realize this could have ended poorly, but I thought it was funny and laughed. He never
made me hit out of the woods again.
Now on to Riverhead and the Vineyards. I was struggling on the 15th
hole, playing with a
friend and another 2 some they matched us with. Let’s just say coming up the right side is not
the way to go. None of us could get out of the rough we were in, and we found it funny and
started laughing. Apparently the golfer on the hole next to us did not find it funny as she

3. screamed at us. This is a private club, so we didn’t fight over it, just apologized, and watched
her flub the mulligan too. At least she didn’t get us kicked out.
I’ll finish this off with Middle Island in Middle Island, New York. We decided to play pair vs
pair. My partner is a good golfer, and we went with it. We proceeded to lose 16 or 17 holes.
So we get to 18, which is the 9th
on Spruce. I drive 250ish in the middle of the fairway, my boy
hits the worst drive I have ever seen him hit. They offer double or nothing and I won the
argument that we should take it. Despite my partner’s lack of faith in my ability, I don’t blame
him, I’m putting for par, about 30 feet away. The other team, they are both putting for bogey.
I made the putt, and think everyone was actually rooting for me.
Moments like these are what keep me invested in golf. Some ended well, some not so well,
but they are memorable. Even when you are having a terrible round, there is still
entertainment to be found.
By Sebastian Wyczawski