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An ode to a WGT golfer

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Fri, Sep 14 2012 9:23 AM (16 replies)
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  • jimbean346
    3,006 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 10:32 AM

     

    When life is hard and full of woe

    I've found a place where one can go

    It's full of people both old and young

    Some irritating asses and some who are fun

     

    They share one thing in common and golf is the game

    Played in crystal clear vision they still find plenty to blame

    From meterings to lost balls to wild deviations

    In the forums with Icon is where you see the resulting altercations

     

    On the course, you’ll have your daily ups and downs

    The putting inevitably will give you many a frown

    Lie factoring is the latest marmite for all

    Some think it’s rotten, others are having a ball

     

    There’s been talk of Bigfoot and Aliens from Yancy

    The bunkers at St Andrews could definitely hide something fancy

    Bollox and Priestess are your undisputed king and queen

    If they every had a child, they’d better name it Jimbean ;)

     

    Whilst many come and go as often as summer

    Try not to let WGT make you feel so much glummer

    We’re all here to enjoy this great online thing

    Just make sure you DON’T FORGET TO DING!

     

  • alosso
    21,060 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 1:58 PM

    And now with some music!

  • chris5214
    1,937 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 2:06 PM

    lol .. great stuff

  • WGTpizza
    1,656 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 2:09 PM

    jimbean346:

    Whilst many come and go as often as summer

    Try not to let WGT make you feel so much glummer

    We’re all here to enjoy this great online thing

    Just make sure you DON’T FORGET TO DING!

    This is the best  forum post I have seen all day. Comedy - with a message!

    Well done, sir. :)

     

    Stay classy,

    -WGTpizza

  • saltiresfan
    2,266 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 2:49 PM

     

    There once was a golfer named Jim

    Who started to rhyme on a whim

    If you want a good swing

    Then don’t just hit the ding

    You also must aim for the pin

     

    All views contrasting

    Did I really miss that putt?

    Must be VEM

     

    Writing an alternate ode. Should be easy I

    Guess.

    Talking about how emotions rise and fall with

     

    Genuine passion

    Over

    Little matters. How

    Fast are my reactions today? Will I hit

    Every ding? Will I hit any? Will it even matter

    Really anyway?

     

    Sore tempted by this fortuitous thread

    My urge to rhyme went to my head

    I too have known the life described

    I too have been driven to imbibe

     

    Don’t drink and drive the saying goes

    The situation wasn’t one I chose

    Before I knew it I was on the tee

    Beer in hand, could barely see

     

    Some claim it sharpens up the wits

    Some claim it helps them with their hits

    Draw the clubface back and then

    Return and practice stroke again

     

    Which green to aim for, are there two?

    Alright there pal? D’you ken the noo?

    With trembling hands I take my putt

    Slam the whisky bottle shut

     

    Some say it’s the way it’s always been

    Hip flask out, you’ll hit the green

    How else to make it round the course

    Without some supernatural force?

     

    My recollection’s fairly hazy

    If I wasn’t quite so lazy

    I’d leave the laptop far behind

    And a real golf course go and find

     

  • frappefort
    3,994 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 4:54 PM

    Good stuff,on here  ,     i have a smile on my face ......   TY  Frapp

  • BubbaCrusher007
    1,567 Posts
    Wed, Sep 12 2012 5:32 PM

    When life is hard and full of woe

    I've found a place where one can go

    It's full of people both old and young

    Some irritating asses and some who are full

     

    or how about:

     

    When life is hard and full of woe

    I've found a place where one can go

    It's full of people both young and old

    Some real good folk, and some a-holes

     

    I hope you don't mind if I play around with the ode.

    Otherwise you can tell me to hit the road.

  • jimbean346
    3,006 Posts
    Thu, Sep 13 2012 2:42 AM

    I will gratefully accept all nominations to become the next Poet Laureate going forward. Where's my contract?

  • alosso
    21,060 Posts
    Thu, Sep 13 2012 3:42 AM

    O my - greed infiltrates everything, doesn't even stop at poetry ...!!!

    WGT contractual department confirms confidentally that your contract remains unchanged yet not unchained:

    - you earn credits to their revenue,

    - you versify to their praise,

    - you may play at their discretion.

  • TWOMINUSONE
    2,580 Posts
    Thu, Sep 13 2012 3:44 AM

     

    Might as well give this a go, lol..

     

    Its 5 in the morning, im up out of bed.

    Ive a game to play, or so i have read.

    Log into the system, my eyes are still heavy.

    I Look for my opponent, and hope they are ready.

     

    Coffee is hot, and my smoke is half gone.

    I scan my friends list, but they are not on.

    Dam you i think, as i sit there and wait.

    Ive done my part, why cant you mate?

     

    Half an hour passes, i still wait there.

    Thinking to myself, this just aint fair.

    Suddenly a noise, a ring in the ear.

    I look at the list, my friend is now here. 

     

    The settings we know, and we set out to see.

    Whos going to win, while at the 1st tee.

    I am up first, and i adjust my first drive.

    Oh no, i think, as my meter takes a dive. 

     

    I skew off to the right, out onto the rough.

    My pal dings his drive, this is going to be tough. 

    My first is a bogey, and his is a par.

    I think to myself, this game wont go far.

     

    1up he leads, as we battle each hole.

    I need to come back, and i search my soul.

    I dig deep on the 5th, and let my shot rip.

    Ball enters the green, and rests on the lip.

     

    A big yesss i let out, as i watch my friend aim.

    He pars the hole, im back in the game. 

    We stay head to head, we keep with each other.

    Onto the last hole, but i think im in bother.

     

    You see what i did, it will haunt me forever.

    I didnt check my iron, now that wasnt clever.

    Hes on the green in 2, but with me it is 3.

    He lines up his putt, its as straight as can be.

     

    His putt is true, there was never a doubt.

    Then i wake up in bed, after i let out a shout.

    Its 5 in the morning, and i have a game to play.

    Do dreams come true? Not if i have it my way.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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