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Members' News

This week the PLGS welcomes

Sam Duvool (USA)

to their debut PLGS round

We also welcome back old friends

Ron Matthews (Australia)
Kevin Rogers (Australia)
Russell Goldsworthy (Wales)

Goodbye and best wishes for a safe return for


The True Spirit of Golf
(With grateful acknowlegements to John Mason)

The Golfer’s Prayer

O Lord, I would a golfer be!
Where par is 4, I seek a 3;
Where par is 3, my goal is 2;
But, failing that, an ace will do.

On all par 5s, I aim for 4
A 3 would make me praise thee more.
Alas though, Lord, such scores it seems
Are nothing more than wishful dreams.

So, when I shake on the 1st tee,
One straight shot I ask of thee.
Let me not slice it out of bounds
3 off the tee destroys my rounds.

Let me not hook and trouble find,
For such disasters blow my mind.
Nor let me top it thirty yards
And run big scores up on my cards.

Preserve me too from fiercest rough;
This game's already hard enough!
Nor let me stray into a burn
And find I have not lost my turn.

Do not let me bunkered be,
As sand will be the ruin of me.
And, if I hit a little thin,
Stop my ball right by the pin.

O let my nerve be hard as steel;
Let my hands be blessed with feel;
Let my putts be firm and true;
Down in one – at worst, in two.

And, if my prayers shall all be met,
Then I will act with etiquette:
All my divots I'll replace
Pitch marks? I shall leave no trace!

So, let my fortune be well-starred
And keep those bogies of my card.
Just one more favour, Lord, I seek –
Can I play this way each week?


The 19th Hole Beckons

From the first to the last, golf should be a blast;
As we hasten our way to the bar.
Where tales may be told, by the young or the old,
Past, current or ne’er to be star.

In a euphoric state, it’s the place to relate
How we played better than we just scored.
How we gave it a clout, how we saw it lip out,
On a course all but put to the sword.

Of a draw – not a hook – it’s a tale of bad luck
Of balls resting in divots be damned;
Or in rough much too deep; or in bunkers too steep,
With too much or not enough sand.

You’ll hear more than twice, that it wasn’t a slice;
It was simply another power fade.
While that chip that was thin, but that somehow fell in,
Was the best shot that ever was played.

With so much to relate and so much to debate,
How could we ever get bored?
As we tell of our duels and argue the rules
In the hope of some reasoned accord.

I’m sure you’ll agree, it’s the best place to be,
This abode of the golfing go-getter.
So, by my reckoning, with all of this beckoning,
The quicker we get here the better.

And amid all this banter, you’ll find just one ranter -
It’s me – with a message – OK?
With a 19th like ours, golf shouldn’t take five hours,
So, let’s all put an end to slow play.




Tournament News


Goldsworthy Gets it Right

Clear skies heralded the dawn of a new golfing week on Monday, 21st May as the Pattaya Links Golf Society visited Pattana to play a stableford round on the B and C nines. However when the first group teed off on the "peninsula" hole, B1 the clouds were building up and the stoic golfers in the group anticipated yet another rain punctuated round. From the seventh hole signs were not good as lightning flashed nearby but amazingly the storm only brushed the course with a flurry of fine drops. That was it! Thank you Buddha!

The course was in fine condition, though a little soft, but the greens on C are obviously next in line for repair and they were patchy and slower than the excellent front nine ones.

Scores were more than respectable as John Mason beat Colin Service on countback for fourth place with 34 points. One point and one place better was Mashi Kaneta with 35 points and he was muscled out of second by Stan Stewart's better back nine as the Scot enjoyed a rare podium place. The winner was Russell Goldsworthy, a fine golfer playing off four, who shot the day's best gross of 76 in his winning round of 36 points. Consolation awards went to Jon Batty for his best front nine of 17 points and Steve Truelove too the award for the best back nine with 18 points.

The absence of Boss Phil saw Len Jones present the prizes and his favourite Booby Bevy went to old friend Ron Matthews after a mediocre score on his first round this trip. Cheers Ron!

It had been a very pleasant day at Pattana and for once golfers returned to the clubhouse with dry clothes and clubs.




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A View From the Nineteenth

Featuring an alternate view of Links golf. First up John Mason's reflections on one tough day:

A gruelling as well as grilling day at Greenwood yesterday. We teed off on an empty course in dazzling sunshine. It was a morning of intense heat and excessive humidity, the fairways were soft and clingy from all the recent storms and my quest for points was badly hindered by a plethora of magnetic bunkers with enough soft sand in them to relay the Gobi desert.

By the turn the weather was changing. Still intensely humid, the dark clouds were gathering and the storm was brewing. With 4 to play the thunder commenced its threatening tune above the surrounding jungle, while bolts of lightning flashed in the distance. It was a race against time. And time won.

As we teed off on the 17th, the heavens opened with a deluge of biblical proportions. We sought shelter in one of Ground Force's lost gazebos. It was futile as, presumably due to budget constraints, Titchmarsh, Walsh and Dimmock had omitted to fit any side walls. We were trapped for nigh on an hour, as lightning flashed all around with precision accuracy, while the thunder clapped its demented appreciation. A violent wind came from nowhere, whipping the driving rain into the gazebo and soaking us all. Temperatures dropped, as did hundreds of branches and millions of rain drops. It was suddenly the Thai version of brass monkey weather as wet shirts felt like ice on manly chests. I knew we were exposed and in serious trouble when Colin Service ran out of jokes.

And then the storm suddenly abated and with true falang pluck we played the final 2 holes on flooded fairways and soaked greens, before returning to the safety of the clubhouse.

Oh what a day! Certainly a strange one, as Greenwood appeared to launch it’s much anticipated job swap scheme. While the usual caddies spent a day toiling in a local care home, our 4-ball was accompanied by 4 of its residents, all in their dotage and all about as familiar with golf as John the Baptist.

Well. It was either that or a 60s reunion gone awry. Luckily, I got the best looking one on the right, but cool Mike Firkin demonstrated that he still has it when it comes to pulling a stunner. Good on ya, mate!

And then to complete the day, desperate as I was for the comfort of hot shower, my key snapped on in the locker leading to another delay. And after that the bus home had to be rerouted as the road out of Greenwood was blocked by the storm-flattened trunk of a mature and once proud oak.

Next year I'm looking at booking for Syria where it should be a bit safer.





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