The Confrontation

If you read my blogpost “Butch,” you know that Butch is one of my favorite friends.  He’s a good golfer and just an all-around great guy.  And, unlike yours truly, he ALWAYS keeps his composure.  Also important to this story:  Butch is 6’2” and former military.

Last week, we were on a short par 4.  After the group in front of us (a twosome – one in his 50’s, one a rather short man of about 75) got onto the green, Butch teed off.  Ooops, the hole was a lot shorter than Butch thought because when he striped his tee shot, it rolled onto the green.

It was a mistake for which Butch wanted to apologize, but the 75 year-old went into a rage.  SOM, as I’ve come to refer to him (Scary Old Man), started waving his arms frantically and screaming at us.  Then he ran (as fast as a 75 year-old can) to his golf cart and started speeding back to our tee box.

We were about to find out just how crazy SOM was.

I was on the Ladies Tee Box, so SOM sped past me on his way to Butch.  I’ll never forget the way he looked at me, screaming profanities only Anthony Scaramucci knows.  His eyes were wild, his body was stiff with fury.  Think “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.”

Butch, who was on the cartpath with his arms outstretched in a gesture of humility, said “I’m really sorry,” but SOM didn’t even take his foot off the gas.  Butch leapt off the cart path, but when SOM was about 10′ from him, he threw a golf ball at him.  So Butch had to dodge both the speeding cart and an incoming golf ball.

Wanting to make a second “drive-by,” SOM turned the cart hard.  But instead of making a U-turn, he put his cart into a tail spin. What did he do next?  He jumped out of the cart – while it was still moving!   The cart knocked him in his rear-end so hard he almost fell.  He was lucky not to have been seriously injured.

He screamed some more, waved his arms some more, but I think getting hit in the derriere by his own golf cart actually knocked some sense into him — or maybe it was discovering that Butch towered over him by a foot.  Either way, SOM went back to his cart and sped away.  As he left, he floored the peddle, doing even more damage to the course.  The photo is of the damage – yes, that’s a tire track on a green.

Why do I love Butch?  Through the entire confrontation, he never raised his voice or lost his composure.  In fact, he told me later that when SOM was speeding toward him, his only thought was how to contain an elderly man so he wouldn’t get hurt.  One couldn’t find two more diametrically opposed and different men.   Thank goodness I’m with the good guy.

2017-08-10T17:51:17+00:00

9 Comments

  1. Stephen August 11, 2017 at 1:19 pm - Reply

    So did Butch sink the eagle?

    • Patty Ellis August 11, 2017 at 1:46 pm - Reply

      HA, great question. First we had to estimate where his ball was because the ball that SOM threw at him was Butch’s own ball. And no, no Eagle, but he did make the birdie. Great seeing you today, Steve!

  2. Pat August 11, 2017 at 2:32 pm - Reply

    I would have filed a police report against SOM- the cart is a weapon!

    • Patty Ellis August 14, 2017 at 5:39 pm - Reply

      That’s the first thing Rebecca said when I told her the story… technically, he assaulted Butch.

  3. Diane August 11, 2017 at 3:26 pm - Reply

    I love when you can experience instant Kharma. Makes for a great story, though. Reminds me of a country song by Billy Cunningham. “God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.”😂

    • Patty Ellis August 14, 2017 at 5:38 pm - Reply

      Right??? Instant Karma gonna get you! I’m upset that I was just too distracted (by incoming crazy man) to take out my phone and video it! OH MAN, would that have made a great video.

  4. Brook August 11, 2017 at 5:57 pm - Reply

    Please tell Butch 😍
    I’m working with veterans in Wilmington now- not all, but many of these guys are salt of the earth men. Thx for another interesting post.

  5. Steve August 12, 2017 at 1:10 pm - Reply

    I’ve had people go off on me but driving the cart all the way back to the tee is a first for me! I’m amazed Butch kept his cool.

    • Patty Ellis August 14, 2017 at 5:36 pm - Reply

      Once a guy hit into my group and my friend Bruce, picked up the ball then walked, at a painfully slow pace, all the way back to the tee box. It took forever. When he got there he handed the ball to the player and said “don’t hit into us again”. Then turned around and at just as painfully a slow pace, walked all the way back to where we were in the fairway. Talk about making a point in a non-confrontational way!

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