Where Golf Balls Go to Die

And then mock you as you stand in disbelief.

Kind of like nature flipping you the bird.

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About Gerry

I've been covering Connecticut news and sports since 1974. I know, I don't look that old.
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4 Responses to Where Golf Balls Go to Die

  1. Gene says:

    You must be near Snottsdale. 😉

  2. “You can’t touch this! (TY MC Hammer)

  3. Kyle Meenan says:

    In 6 years in ‘Vegas I learned the virtues of carrying a junk 6-iron in the bag– the benevolent ‘Rock Club’ to save any of the 13 others when desired shots went south… (or north, or west, or east, or into the venerable saguaru-golf-god pictured above. (note chunks out of lower levels… Yep — if you could reach ’em, they were PLAYABLE!)

  4. Li'l Em-Kel says:

    Let’s not jump to conclusions. This COULD be where golf ball come from.

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