Readers Speak: Favorite Myrtle Beach Golf Stories

Over the years we have accumulated many of your favorite Myrtle Beach golf stories, ranging from funny to moving. Below is a sampling of the stories and a link to read all of them. Thanks for sharing your Myrtle Beach golf memories.
The Best Day of My  Life – Natalie Morrow
It was the beginning of April 2006. I drove to Myrtle Beach by myself and friends were going to meet me there a few days later. I was jonesin’ for something golf after driving 11 hours and unpacking a carload up and down 2 flights of stairs.

I got a newspaper and saw there was a golf event at the Legends on Saturday. I went, by myself, and took part in all of the activities. There was a putting contest, long drive, all kind of demos, music, beer, the works. I entered every contest they had!

Two days later, I received a phone call that I had won a spot to play in the Hootie and the Blowfish Monday After the Masters golf tournament. I was in shock. I didn’t write anything down, and later had to call the nice man back from Myrtle Beach Golf Holiday, who sponsored the event.

Sure enough, I got to play!! I got to meet all the great guys from Hootie and the Blowfish, I played with a wonderful golfer, Troy Matteson. I also got to play with Drew and Ken from Sister Hazel! I had the best time of my life! Oh and did I tell you, I got to meet and get my picture with ARNOLD PALMER! If it wasn’t enough that I got to play, I got a lot of great gifts, met John Daly, and got to go to the big bash afterwards. It was a concert with a lot of great musicians, and food and booze. I get excited just remembering and talking about it. It was, by far, the BEST day of my life!

A Round That Won’t Be Forgotten – Bill Zimmerman

My Father, brother and I go to Myrtle Beach every year and really enjoy our time together there. Back in 2006 we played Caledonia our last day there. My father was 74 years old and was not the golfer he once was, so he naturally struggled and would rarely beat us in a round of play.

We were playing the 18th hole and my father was the only one who made the green in regulation. I went in the sand and my brother went in the trees on the approach. My Dad ended up making par while I got a bogey and my brother double bogeyed. It was the only hole he won that day. It was also the last time we played in Myrtle Beach together since he was diagnosed three months later with Leukemia and passed away three months after that.

We will always cherish my Dad’s final hole as a great memory. I have a 24×36 photo of the 18th hole on my wall and every time I look at it I think of my Dad.

The Fat Guys Have Fun – Larry Brown

For 30 years, the “Fat Guys” have traveled each fall to Myrtle from seven states across the country. The rules for membership are quite simple – your waistline must exceed your inseam by a minimum of six inches, although on occasion exceptions will be made for players with a fat wallet, uncontrollable slice, and little discretion. If you can’t go 36 for four days straight, this group is not for you.

Still Tight 25 Year Later – Rudy Favocci

For the past 10 years a few of us have gotten together once a year to golf. In 2007 we decided to make an official pilgrimage to Myrtle Beach to celebrate our 50th birthdays. This past September we completed our 2nd trip and the 3rd is already booked for 2009.

7 or 8 of us are Fraternity Brothers from Muhlenberg College in Allentown, PA. The fact is we are all still tight after 25 years and that we can all get together for this trip makes it even more special. In the past 2 years we have played 8 different courses and eaten at a wide variety of restaurants.

Myrtle offers everything a group of 8 hackers needs. A few of us fly in from the New York City area. The plane is always packed with golfers. Many of them are also on their annual guys trips. Some groups are bigger than ours. Some groups are more organized, including bound color itineraries passed out by the stewardess. But one thing I know for certain, every group will have a great time. For us and for all those other groups out there, I hope this is a tradition that never ends.

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