On Par With Danger by Adam | Feb 13, 2013 | 20 comments Today’s title would’ve been a great name for a golf-themed episode of Murder She Wrote. Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 20 Comments Peter on February 13, 2013 at 12:29 am I was convinced for a moment that there had been a golf-oriented episode of Murder, She Wrote, but I was wrong. I certainly hadn’t remembered to crossover with Magnum, P.I.. That better not just be Wikipedia messing with me. Reply Qeruiem on February 13, 2013 at 12:52 am You know, my mom plays golf. I’ve always seen it as a rather boring, uneventful sport and declined all her suggestions that I should try it out. Maybe I’ve been wrong. Reply AckAckAck on February 13, 2013 at 5:33 pm Her title is the Golf Matriarch of the 7th hole. Reply KJ on February 13, 2013 at 12:54 am It’s an urban legend that Golfers yell “fore” to warn other golfers to duck. They actually yell “FOUR” to predict the body count that their little piece of death flying might bring. Usually it’s just one, but being positive always helps! Reply AckAckAck on February 13, 2013 at 6:11 pm Actually it’s based on the event called “The massacre of RhinoJello Country Club’s hole 9 when Joe the terrible hit the ball so hard it kill 4 other golfers. In the moment of ecstasy and bloodlust he yelled “FOUR!” as a battlecry. Reply tudza on February 13, 2013 at 1:03 am Hey, being hit by someone else’s ball is better than being hit by your own. I was behind this tree you see… Reply Jimmy on February 13, 2013 at 5:41 am I could never get into golfing, but maybe if I just start swinging at random things on the course besides the ball it would be more fun. Reply Argobot on February 13, 2013 at 8:37 am As a kid we had a modified golf game that was really more “field hockey” with gold equipment.. Reply Rena on February 13, 2013 at 8:08 pm I wish I’d been rich enough to afford gold toys as a kid. Reply Argobot on February 13, 2013 at 9:59 pm Ooo burn.. Golf* I was not wealthy enough to have gold items either. Also all golf items were single clubs found in garage sales or simply stolen 😛 Reply ECHO on February 13, 2013 at 8:55 am First of all, every time I hear the song “My Sharona” I either think “My Corona” or “My Corolla”… Now that that is stuck in your head, the title might also work for an Episode of Castle. Finally, reading your comic brings me the kind of joy I get when I see someone who bothers me walk into a glass door. The blurbs you write after the comic is like finding $5 on the ground after I hear the thud. Reply Hubcaps on February 13, 2013 at 9:22 am I let my son drive my golf cart once. he drove it up a split rail fence. Luckly no one was hurt and I made my put. Reply AckAckAck on February 13, 2013 at 6:18 pm I see what you did there. Also nice rhyme. Reply FrozenPeas on February 13, 2013 at 10:00 am This almost makes me feel better about golf replacing wrestling as an Olympic event. Reply Leslee Beldotti on February 13, 2013 at 10:26 am Oh, this is more true than you may realize! Years ago while working as a land surveyor in a suburb of Chicago, I had a week-long project on a golf course. The course had drainage problems and we spent a week measuring the elevation on different parts of the course. One day I was set up with my equipment in an area that was slightly off of one of the fairways. A group of elderly Italian men were golfing nearby. Apparently none of them were very good golfers, because they managed to hit their balls close where I was set up. They rather rudely asked me to move, which I couldn’t do until that portion of the survey was completed. When I refused to move, they THREATENED TO BEAT ME UP WITH THEIR CLUBS!!! Thankfully, they decided to move on and not commit assault and battery with golf clubs. Who knew that golfing could be so dangerous? Reply LanceThruster on February 13, 2013 at 11:02 am Golf is a good walk spoiled. ~ Mark Twain Reply bd on February 13, 2013 at 12:49 pm Was it Carlin who did the joke about hitting a small ball with a stick, walking around to find it, and then hitting it again? Having played enough golf to decide I don’t like it, these days I tend to recall Camus’ conclusion: One must imagine Sisyphus happy. Reply LanceThruster on February 13, 2013 at 12:56 pm That sounds about right. I was horrible at it and it hurt my back the way I’d swing (though I fondly remember going to the driving range with my dad as a kid). I’d goof on the golfers in the office by saying, “Putt-putt is the only real golf! Every knows it’s drive for show, putt for dough.“ Reply Col Klink on April 6, 2013 at 10:59 pm Driving and drinking is nt just permitted, but at a good course they bring the beer to you! Reply Izzie on February 11, 2014 at 5:10 pm I wanna live in the last panel Reply Submit a Comment Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.