Fixture:
Pub Golf
Venue:
Northampton Town Centre via the Welly Road
Competition:
4 Balls
Result:
Unsure
Line
Up:
| Dunc
Harris |
| Dave
Drinkwater |
| Tommy
Waldock |
|
Nick Moore |
| Daniel
Woods |
| Paul
Smith |
| Rob
Addison |
| James
Hemphill |
| Matt
Currey |
|
Paul
Curley
|
|
Ben Nickels
|
|
Richard
Hedges
|
|
Stuart
Clarke
|
|
Ian
Grant
|
|
Nathan
Lacey
|
|
Paul
McIntyre
|
Match
Report (Courtesy of Paul Smith)
Following
Heyford Athletic gaining 6 points on the same day for the first
time in a number of years the first ever Heyford AFC Pub Golf
day could not have fallen on a better day.
With
Assistant manager Stan deciding to take an extended break from
alcohol it was left to Smith to carry the drinking flag for
the Heyford management team.
After
meeting at the clubhouse to watch the England game most golfers
made the effort and we looked a fine bunch as we made our way
to the 1st tee in the Pickering Phipps to meet the rest of the
lads.
Drinkers
had be split into teams and the early favorites were team 2
made up of Smith, Lacey, Hemphill and Robbie (Roba12) Addision
The
first mistake of the night was made by Mr Hedges when he over
ordered by 2 pints of Guinness which he was forced to give away
which clearly hurt the big man as we all know he doesn’t
like spending money!
Captain
of the Golf Society, Dunc Harris started proceedings with a
hole in one which was duly followed by quite a few more including
Moore, Drinkwater and Lacey. (Cant remember everyone who nailed
it so please bear with me).
The
Old House at Home followed next with a Double Vodka with the
mixer of choice. Everyone delivered on this hole however there
was a rule break from Hemphill who forgot that the “bunker”
on the hole was left hand drinking only. Harris clocked this
with his eagle eyes and enforced a penalty of a shot of Sambooka!
Ahead
of the next scheduled stop at Fiddlers we made our first deviation
from the plan and nipped into the Gardeners Arms for a cheeky
shot of your choice. We also had our first announcement from
the DJ congratulating us for 6 well earned points which was
met with a chorus of “we are top of the league” early
I know but we need to enjoy these things while we can!
Fiddlers
next for a Tequila and a Strawpedo of your choice. Both simple
in their own right but by now some were beginning to struggle.
Tommy Waldock made the poor decision of beer in his bottle which
was always going to be a struggle. There was no Tequilla in
this bar so Gaffa buying for team 2 made the call to have 4
Apple Sours rather than the stipulated drink. This too was spotted
by Harris who would throw out further punishment (more on this
later).
Still
no casualties and everyone respected the bunker of no toilet
breaks. Robbie A struggled the most with this and was gutted
that a Jagerbomb forfeit for Macca was being delivered by Dunga.
Workhouse
next up and this is where is really started to get messy! A
turbo shandy (Stella/Krony only) topped up with a bottle of
Smirnoff Ice. Gaffa slipped his down in one and almost immediately
regretted it although managed to pull himself together. Lacey
also delivered a hole in one but then rushed off to the toilet
followed by 20 golfers baying for blood or sick! Lacey too held
himself together but that cant be said for everyone……can
it Tommy?
Gaffa
had only just finished saying how well Tommy was drinking for
a little man as his turbo shandy disappeared in line with the
Par 4. Tommy then leant to his left and proceeded to be sick
on the floor and more importantly on Hemphills PINK plimpsoles!
Much to the amusement of the on looking drinkers. We then made
our move across the road to Penny Whistle, Matt Currey the match
winner from Moulton, pictured right, was however asked to clean
up Tommy's sick before he left which he politely declined. Don’t
think the Heyford boys are welcome in there for a while!
Penny
Whistle; Harris standing on top of the bin outside of the Penny
Whistle wanted retribution for the sickness incident in Workhouse
and the Apples Sours so in addition to the pint of Cider the
offenders had to drink an additional shot of Sambooko.
An
extra hole was introduced which meant a trip to Mollys bar.
This is probably the worst place in Northampton so an extra
shot round was called and we were in and out as soon as possible.
The
one we were all dreading was finally upon us, Lloyds bar…..
an aftershock of your choice followed by a large glass of wine
of your choice!
Red
and red were the choice of team 2 so the Red aftershock was
followed by a large glass of house Red. It was dispatched and
following this there was a very loud sing off with a group of
Sunderland fans who thought we were Sheffield Wednesday fans????
Following
a quick fitness test (10 press ups in the street) we moved on
to the delights of Yates for a Jagerbomb and a strawpedod Shirmnoff
Ice. A nice easy hole which didn’t have any incidents then
onto the Goose on Two Streets for a pint of Cheeky Vimto. Again
no real incidents but we did lose our first golfer as Drinky
disappeared without trace before the final hole of the game.
The
Old Bank for a lager of your choice. Most went for pints of
various lager and then we started to lose players all over the
place. Harris tried to sneak out the back door but ran into
the Gaffa and Tommy left the game following a really top effort.
The
group then broke up into different sections and the remainder
of the night remains a mystery to most. Bridge street for Fat
Cats and Revolutions followed by a cheeky dance in Edwards and
Groove where we met up with Whittaker who was out with the cricket
lads.
Granty
was ejected from more places than he can remember and it is
real shock how we came away from town without getting into a
fight.
The
hard core ventured into the casino where Mooro talked the gaffa
out of laying a £75 bet on 28 Red only for it to come
in which would have have seen a win of £2625! Thanks Mooro,
I really must listen to you more often!
The
most memorable moment came at the Blackjack table where a random
lad told Lacey to “squidge” up to let him sit down.
Obviously he didn’t "squidge" up enough as he
managed to topple backwards of his seat and smash his head on
the floor much to the amusement of the Heyford lads. We ended
up getting in trouble for making fun of him so left shortly
after as it wasn’t a fun gaming experience!
All
in all the boys did Heyford proud and I can only imagine what
it would be like if we actually won something this year!
Finally
thanks to Dunc and the lads for organizing the night I am sure
everyone enjoyed it and I think we should make this an annual
event. Please send any photos to Stan at therealstan@hotmail.co.uk
who will upload to the website.
Here’s
to a cracking season on and off the pitch!
PUB
GOLF PHOTO GALLERY
The
lads strike a pose following the 1st Tee (Pickering Phipps!)
Birthday
boy Macca looks worried
Tommy
before his mishap in The Workhouse, maybe it was Lacey's arse
that made him vomit?
Not
sure Gaffa would have his arm around Mooro come the end of the
night, £2625? And the debutante goal scorers strike a
pose on the Tee
Skipper
Lacey all smiles, although after Dunga got hold he was left
looking a little worse for wear!
