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My Friday morning started as any other Friday. I woke up at the ass crack of dawn, pooped, and went back to bed until around 8:30. I knew something was amiss though when I couldn’t seem to fall back asleep. Like something was just tugging at me to get up and start getting ready for the day. I shamelessly brushed off that feeling as nothing more than excitement that it was Friday and I was working from home. Aka breeze by until just after lunch and start the weekend. However, things were about to take a turn for the worse.
I had made my way downstairs to take the dog out after my breakfast. We did our routine of walk around the block to get the legs and creative juices flowing when I saw it. My car windshield shattered to the ground. As I dashed to my car, dog in tow, countless things ran through my mind, like what items did I leave in there that are valuable. Then I got to my car and my heart sunk. I fell to my knees, arms in the air, and screamed, “Why, God, why?!” My dog gave me a weird look, but he didn’t know the gravity of the situation. The reality is that here I am, in the prime season for golf, and some monster stole my clubs.
Not having your clubs during the summer is one of the worst things a man can endure. Saturdays spent with the boys, cracking cold ones, and sinking putts? That’s no more. Am I supposed to spend it going shopping for bedding and backyard decorations with the misses? My conscience can’t handle that. Imagine a Saturday spent at Bed, Bath, And Beyond comparing the exact same sheets with two different colors while you’re checking Snapchat and your friends are Stone Colding some brews on the 5th green. That’s torture. No mind can handle that.
What am I to do? I have a scramble coming up and all that’s left of my golf club collection is an old set that’s been rotting away in the closet. All it consists of is a hybrid and a set of irons which only have the 5,6,8,PW, and GW in it. I didn’t know what to do. I was in shambles. Do I try and play with this set and hope nobody makes fun of me? Do I go out and get a quick replacement set? I couldn’t move on to a new set without putting my old, now stolen clubs, 6-feet deep in the ground. What if they are still alive? I can’t give up my search just now.
To the person out there who took my clubs: Know that I have a particular set of skills. Skills that I have acquired over a very short career. Skills that don’t really make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my clubs go down, this will be the end of it. Just know that I will find you and I will beat you.
Or I could just choose death. .
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Harrison Lee
Harrison is a Content Manager at Grandex. When he's not working for the man, you can find him on the golf course or blowing his paycheck doubling down on red. LinkedIn profile
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Call some pawn shops and ask if they have them. I doubt the type of person breaking into cars on a Thursday night had an 8:00 tee time come Saturday.
Check Craigslist too.
i WOULD NOT HAVE THOUGHT OF THIS, BUT THIS IS SMART
Damn caps lock and blind typing.
Really your only choices are go out and spring for a nice new set or to just put yourself out of your misery.
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What kind of monster steals golf clubs?
I had my clubs stolen the summer between my HS senior year and freshman year of college. The same clubs I used the previous three years on the high school team. I was heart broken. They were found a couple months later in a corn field when a farmer ran over them on his combine. The bag and clubs where mangled, but I had my contact info that barely made it through the thrashing. Who throws a perfectly good set of Pings, Vokeys and a Scotty out in a cornfield?
And my advice to you Harrison, see if its covered by renters insurance, auto insurance or homeowners insurance. I was saved by the fact I got a check that covered a new clubs by my dad’s homeowners insurance
Depends on your game, budget and the shape of those remaining clubs, but I saw you get a driver from last year or the year before at your local pro shop or golf warehouse and the cheapest decent putter you can find. For about $200 you should be set to go. Tough break though all around.
dude, where is your GoFundMe? That bull shit is unamerican.
Deepest condolences. I actually just got a hatchback and sprung for a cargo cover just to be able to cover up and nobody can see in my backseat. However, it’s true that if someone wants in they’ll get in. What an animal.
Definitely claim them on insurance. And when they ask for product description, you tell them you had a set of custom PINGs (you pay enough for insurance, they owe you one).
Another option is gigagolf.com. They make generic sets of clubs for about $200 that are basically the same as $600-$800 clubs. I’ve bought a few clubs from them and they are fantastic.
Had the same thing happen to me. It’s sucks, even if you have an old set from high school or something. Bright side is the new set you get to build.
RIP Ping G25’s, you’ll be missed dearly.