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Back when I was kid there was a commercial that ended with 2 note, 3 syllable phrase that's alluded to in the title of this blog. If you guessed it feel special, very special.

I spent an hour or so the other day playing Frisbee golf with some buds over at Jamesville Reservoir County Park. Park Info Frisbee golf is normally a relaxing game much like tiny ball/little cup game that it's patterned after.

This particular game started out as no exception however, as we neared the 7th hole it ominously started to rain. We should have recognized the impending trouble that lay ahead. Foolishly, instead of heading for our cars right then we decided to skip the 8th hole and move on to hole number 9 and then get outta there. We hurriedly finished the 9th hole and discovered that Bob and Kyle (their real names) were locked in a tied score. Now, normally a bunch of guys with our personalities could care less about a tie but for some reason today the chest thumping started (okay maybe it was thunder) and we had to have a winner. I, who had graciously stopped counting my "strokes" at 12 over, chose to assert my leadership and announce the special hole that would determine the winner. Throw the disc from the #1 green through any square of the metal swing field gate and into the basket on #6. Kyle decided to add BLITZ rules to the hole. Blitz rules means everyone throws the disc at the same to start the hole then the first one in the basket, regardless of the number of tosses, wins.

The rest all happened so fast....
A relatively new disc golf player Dave (his real name) was standing slightly behind me and had never heard of BLITZ. He watched as everyone else simultaneously tossed their discs and ran toward the gate. Dave speaks and asks me what's going on? I explain that in a BLITZ round everyone throws their discs at the same time and the first one in the hole wins. I watch and listen as Dave prophetically declares that if he throws now he'll hit someone in the back of the head as he was proceeding to throw his disc.

I should explain that the gate was low to the ground and downhill from where we were standing so Dave's toss was deliberately not very high off the ground.

I watch in stunned silence as Dave's disc flew about three feet off the ground to it's prophetically announced target. Kyle who was bending down to pick up his disc stopped the flight of Dave's disc instantly and arrogantly with the back of his head. I was 35 feet away and heard the noise, it sounded like someone hitting a tree with an aluminum baseball bat.



In reality the prophecy of the bloody event happened many years ago.....

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posted by balaams_ass @ 1:02 PM