"Whoever said it always rains on Away days. It is a bit like saying that politicians always speak the truth or never change their minds. By the way if I want a strong and stable leadership, for the many not the few, to build a better and brighter future , who do I vote for?
After last years trauma of a vote against the status quo in which a lot of elderly Stags voted against the committee, it seems that nothing has changed much, a bit of a phoney peace exists perhaps. Everything goes on as normal, a new photo shop kaleidoscope of ne'er do wells has been published, all looking another year older and even more suspect, a few new Stags have joined looking like their handicaps have come from the land of Hans Christian Anderson, new competitions have been introduced, the rules of the fiddle become even more byzantine, but apart from that - well.
No! Call in the clubhouse any midday and you will see a bowl of chips being shared by many, grumbles about the state of the course, reminisces about the good old days, even though they were pretty awful, and a happy malcontent atmosphere as though they love moaning, heaven for-fend.
One moan that cannot be sustained this year is that it always rains on Away days. Not this year.
A glorious day , bright blue skies, a yellow sun, a little breeze, a glorious golf course and 40 moan-less Stags arrived at the Fulford Heath Golf Course where we were received generously and warmly by the local Pro, the catering manager and a starter. Succulent bacon rolls and lashings of coffee were on hand and the golf course beckoned, a feeling of optimism about good scores, running balls and true greens, avoidable bunkers and hopes of winning the Bill Collier Cup permeated the Stags. This would be the year when the average stableford score would exceed 30 or even 36!
The course however held some surprises, after a gentle opening hole , the James Braid designed course soon showed its teeth and scores did not reach the expectations of the Stags.
However there were some good individual performances. John Hayman won the nearest the pin and Alan Heatley continued his good week with the longest drive, and Bandit Bill had a good round but failed to make the top three, which were Charles McTear, sadly perhaps playing his last Away Day in third place with 35 points beaten on countback on the last three holes by Professor Bill Crofts also with 35 points. All were put to shame by a brilliant 39 points from a Stag playing with the aid of a personalised individual buggy and a dodgy knee, the deserved winner Mick Brown.
After eating a fine lunch of Chicken and Leek pie, seasonal vegetables and the inevitable chips and sitting on the balcony in the glorious sunshine sampling the local brew and waiting for the last group to appear, the Captain Mike presented the prizes and the Cup and we all departed to be driven home along the traffic free M40!
Oh by the way The Stags average score was 28; so nothing much has really changed.
Scores on the day were as follows