IF THEY HAD MORE HAZARDS LIKE THIS, WE WOULD WATCH A LOT MORE GOLF
The One-Eyed, Golfer-Snatchin' Gator
(Thanks to Cheryl Howard)
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The One-Eyed, Golfer-Snatchin' Gator
(Thanks to Cheryl Howard)
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First!
And golf is hard enough without worrying about gators.
Posted by: crokett | June 26, 2007 at 04:17 PM
Well sure, with a name like Burger... what did he expect..?
Posted by: russellmc | June 26, 2007 at 04:18 PM
"Bogey, the One-eyed Gator,
Lived by the tee...."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 04:19 PM
extreme golf...
Posted by: mm | June 26, 2007 at 04:19 PM
Actually, it should be
"Putt, the One-eyed Gator,
Lived by the Tee..."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 04:20 PM
Hey, I think I see the prospect for a new "extreme sports" reality show!
Posted by: Val | June 26, 2007 at 04:20 PM
Yep. That's just Florida for you. Doesn't even have anything to do with the weirdness magnet.
Posted by: DeskDiva | June 26, 2007 at 04:20 PM
A man who lost his ball...
So.....the one-eyed gator vs the one-testicled golfer?
Posted by: Siouxie | June 26, 2007 at 04:23 PM
LMAO @ Sio!
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | June 26, 2007 at 04:26 PM
What could be greater than golf with a gator?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 04:27 PM
When asked about the incident later, the gator said, "Golfers taste like chicken!"
Posted by: Sheddy | June 26, 2007 at 04:33 PM
What I just love about this story is that there was a sign saying "Beare of Alligator" and he stuck his arm in anyway. Truly a candidate for an "Honorable Mention" from the Darwin Awards.
Posted by: Phil | June 26, 2007 at 04:35 PM
or..."To be honest, that golfer was subpar."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 04:36 PM
Add a "w" in "beare".
Posted by: Phil | June 26, 2007 at 04:36 PM
Flings Phil a 'w.'
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 04:36 PM
Philly cheesesteak sammich...
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 04:37 PM
Golfer: It's what's for dinner!
Posted by: Sheddy | June 26, 2007 at 04:38 PM
One-eyed? Probably par-sighted.
Posted by: SW | June 26, 2007 at 04:41 PM
Now THAT'S a water hazard.
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 26, 2007 at 04:56 PM
I don't know about Florida golfers, but if there's a sign like that, I ain't reachin' into no water.
Posted by: Spiny Norman | June 26, 2007 at 04:59 PM
Underwater there's a "Beware of high-velocity golf balls" sign. How do you think the gator lost an eye?
Posted by: SW | June 26, 2007 at 05:07 PM
'...and he yelled" for help...'? I think he yelled something unprintable!
Hmmmm... $3 golf ball versus $1,000 ER bill; Mr. Burger don't cypher well.
Posted by: CJrun | June 26, 2007 at 05:08 PM
OK, anyone else hoping this story would end with the guy head-butting the alligator?
Posted by: fudtheman | June 26, 2007 at 05:17 PM
Wasn't this in Happy Gilmore, and wasn't the golfer's name Chubs? Not Burger?
Posted by: Wardo10 | June 26, 2007 at 05:45 PM
"Putt, the One-eyed Gator,
Lived by the Tee..." (Annie Where-but-here)
"Little Brucie Burger loathed that rascal, Putt. He gave him arms and golfing balls and other fancy stuff."
Posted by: gjd | June 26, 2007 at 06:28 PM
*tee-hee* @gjd.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 07:09 PM
aw geeeeee. there used to be a one eyed gator named blinky (isianmtu) that lived downtown. i miss blinky. blinky had to go bye bye because he kept playing in traffic. the nice trapper man took him to busch gardens where he was promptly slaughtered by big mike or one of those other mean ole nasty jealous of his celebrity gators.
Posted by: crossgirl | June 26, 2007 at 07:10 PM
there's wildlife in these ponds
Holly Crap!!! ...ya think???
Posted by: Jazzzz | June 26, 2007 at 07:13 PM
and Ho
ly Crap, tooPosted by: Jazzzz | June 26, 2007 at 07:14 PM
Jazz - you made me think of Mr. Hankey, the Christmas Poo. "Hidey-ho!"
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 26, 2007 at 08:45 PM
I just thought of some older folks I'm going to encourage to fulfill their dream of moving to Florida to play golf. Let's see, there's my sixth grade teacher, my first swim coach, that guy on the corner that wouldn't return baseballs that fell in his yard... might even offer to pay their greens fees.
Posted by: padraig | June 26, 2007 at 10:41 PM
Appears the golfers in Florida are maybe a mite shorter on brains than elsewhere in the country...
Posted by: Kathybear | June 26, 2007 at 10:52 PM