FSU coach Bobby Bowden

well, today on the golf course i was doing a good job. i play golf in tallahassee FL at the Killearn Country Club. i play the tips (the hardest tees), and i was doing well. i did quite well on the front 9-i had 3 birdies in a row which led to a pretty good 37.

now onto the back 9. i was doing ok. BTW, i took a day off of work because it was sooo beautiful out, i just had to play golf. i get to the fourteenth hole and i was pretty mad. i see this fat guy off in the distance and i was like WTF! he was walking the course hitting balls. he was carrying one fricken club and just beating balls around, i hate that!

i get to the fifteenth hole and i am on the tee. i put my ball on my tee and set up to it. then i begin my swing, slow and low take away, get to the top, begin my downswing.....CRACK!! continue my downswing and meet the ball SMACK! i immediately knew that i hooked it to the right. i was pissed.

what had happened earlier, the 'crack' was Bobby Bowden, the head coach of the Florida State Seminoles Football Team, stepping on a pinecone or leaf or something. i turn around after my shot, toss my club, throw my arms up, and mouthed off WTF. i didnt really say WTF i just lipped it. then i noticed Bobby casually walking to try to get in front of me and my mother-who i was playing with today.

i didnt say anything to him, this is because i thought he was walking home. he lives on the golf course, and its obvious which house is his. its HUGE, its a darn monster of a home. i allow him, yes i allow him to continue walking without calling the clubhouse. not like they do anything anyway.

i get to the ball that i had just hooked and i start to line up my shot. and i see bobby, once again disturb me. i actually had to wait for him to walk the rest of the hole so that i could hit my next shot. (unless he wanted me to hit my shot while he was infront of me, which could kill someone-golf balls off of clubfaces travel at speeds nearing 200 mph!) well as hot as i was, i still got a par on that hole. the next few holes were a disaster. i was hotter than ever.

i ended up getting a 79 for the day, which is ok/average for me. i have a 4 handicap. the point of this story is that i hate celebrities. they all think they can do certain things that most people wouldnt do and get away with it. it makes me frickin sick. hope you enjoyed my rant.

you shoulda kicked his ass. or said something.

i wouldnt hurt an old man. i was too pissed just to say something. i would have said WAY too much.

Should have said "Hey, excuse me, while you wonder around in your obvious drunken stooper, there are some of us who would like to play golf, so get the fuck out of the way!"

Head, golf club, etc...

I HATE Bobby Bowden and all his damn sons too!!!

I fuckin hate the Bowdens! Ive hated the Seminoles for a long time and now goint to school in Tallahassee (FAMU) doesnt help!

BTW B18, if you ever go by the Movie Gallery on Killearn, I work there and at the one on W. Tennessee. I still dont remember seeing your car rolling around the city even though I'm sure I have.

Depending on my mood that day, Bowden woulda been cursed the f^ck out!

yea fuck FSU. i hate that fuckin team to. Notre Dame baby.