Time To Get Ready

As the snow slowly melts away from the last week's March blizzard, thoughts of teeing it up by St Patty's Day seem unrealistic but opening day is not that far away.  So now is the time to get your swing in shape or plan a quick trip to CT or the Cape to work out the kinks.

Below are the wishes for some of the Pot Gamers for this coming season as told to the Gazette by family, friends, enemies and the rumor mill at the Friday coffees.

House wants Loy to show up every weekend so he can play him a three hole match from the golds after each has consumed at least three beers.  Neither one ever has any cigarettes on them so it will interesting who succumbs to nicotine withdrawal first.

Jimmy The Torch wants Bear to declare auto dogs with him every week.  I would not bet on that happening.

Fireman wants to heal after he hip checked his way onto the injured list playing adult hockey.   He could be joining the knee surgery club this spring.


Chimney wants to continue his reign as champion on the chipping green for mythical dollars.  Chimney's technique of hooding his wedge and stabbing the ball taking mini divots is driving Fireman crazy.

DMac wants to find the player who is ruining the collar around the chipping green taking mini divots.

Cheez wants to find a new group to play with since he has been kicked out of the "Sticks" for the following rules violations:  Failure to pick up any flag sticks during a round, clearing his throat when someone is putting, not knowing where his ball went after he hits it and putting to a palm frond  instead of the hole costing his team the match.

Commish wants to be accident free for 2018 after the following in previous years.  Burns down house using hairdryer to thaw out pipes, squashes finger in truck gate and has Vet set it with an arc to fit on golf club,  Smashes thumb with an axe,  drives Rat Mobile into ditch breaking multiple ribs,  falls down flight of stairs trying to find bathroom,  rolls tractor he is driving backward over hill smashing fencing for alpacas and goats sending them in all directions.

Commish Showing Tractor Skills

Joey M wants to find a way to eliminate all white tee sluts from the Durling since it cost him from being on the winning team last year.  Speaking of the Durling save the dates of August 24th for Pick'em Party and 25-26th for matches.

Billy D wants to find a way to get back in Joey M's good graces having blown off the Durling last year for a fishing trip.

Molasses Boy wants to go to the red tees so he can shot his age every week.  If he pulls another tantrum like last year he will have no group to play with because the head of the Teachers group said they don't want him either.

Skrocki wants to finish his rehab so he and his new hip can tee it up on opening day.  Maybe his bad hip was the cause of his chipping woes.

Birdie wants to challenge Commish to another Battle At the Beav this summer.  But most of all he wants more clear thinking liberals like him to join the Pot Game.

TJ wants his wrists to stop flipping on him at impact causing the his famous duck hook.  He has been scouring the internet all winter to find golf gloves that restrict wrist movement.

BB wants to add 20 yards to his drives to keep up with his sons.  He installed a launch monitor at his indoor driving range to tract his launch angle.  When Nick and Jack were asked for comment they just smiled.

Mad Dog wants to jack his handicap up so he won't have to give strokes in all his dollar-a-hole matches.  He has been consulting with Otis who has a Masters Degree in sand bagging as to how best to go about it.

Mini wants to find another winter job after he quit working for Mad Dog's new venture the Pot Of Gold Pub.  It seems Mad Dog loved Ireland so much he used some of his millions to open an Irish Pub in his basement and hired Mini to be the bartender.   Mini quit when he found out he had to wear a leprechaun outfit during parties.







Chuckster wants all Pot Gamers to call in on time and to not have to listen to their stories recounting every shot when they come in from playing bad.

Andy Mac wants to see if his new swing will turn his hooks into the power fade he desires so he can start racking in the dollars from all his matches he has on auto dogs.

Jay Esch wants the same thing every year.  He wants to figure out which way his putts break at Bretwood without asking his playing partners.  That wish is most likely dead on arrival.

What we all want is to gather each weekend, play a little golf, then laugh and tell stories on the deck.  Which is what makes the Pot Game special.