Men’s Night golf at Shoal Lake is generally a very common experience for most players. The fresh air, the opportunity to hang out with friends, and a chance to hit some balls.
But above
all else, there’s that one three-word phrase that unites us week after week,
regardless of skill, weather, or blood alcohol content. That phrase is “Nice shot, buddy.”
This comment likely carries more weight, more sarcasm, and more unspoken truths
than any other in the sport of golf. And if you're reading this, you've
probably said it at least once this week.
First there
is the genuine “Nice Shot”. Every once in a while, someone in your group will
stripe a drive right down the middle, stick an iron shot within a few feet of
the pin, or drain a long putt. In these cases, a genuine “Nice shot!” may be
heard. There’s a quiet moment of respect. A head nod. Maybe even a quick high
five or a fist bump.
Some genuine
“Nice shots” were likely heard on Wednesday, such as when Kendal Koroscil and
Jason Gorrell hit it closest to the pins on holes 5 and 9. Or when Ken Lawn,
Reegan Kominko, or Ryden Lanouette scored deuces, splitting the $58.13 pot. Ryden
also had four birdies on his way to a 36 which was the lowest round of the
night. That is a lot of “Nice shots”.
Chances are,
at least one “Nice shot” was heard among the teams who picked up skins this
week—Paul Lucas and Sonny Blackbird ($85.39 on #1), Darren Ostash and Ryan
Merasty ($20.00 on #4), and Stephen David and Kendal Koroscil ($105.64 on #6).
Then there
is the sarcastic nice shot, often the real backbone of Men’s Night. When this
one is uttered, it is the verbal equivalent of a gentle nudge off the tee box.
It’s usually used after someone tops a ball five feet, follows a great drive on
#4 with a pull hook into the left trees, or accidentally hits a worm burner
from 150 yards on #8 that ends up on the green. I got one of these sarcastic “Nice
shots” when I hit my tee shot on #9 about half-way to the hole.
Next there
is pity “Nice Shot”. This one usually shows up around hole 7, after someone has
fought there way around the golf course for the first 90 minutes. They finally
manage to hit a halfway-decent chip shot onto the green, and suddenly the group
erupts like it’s the final putt at Augusta. You then hear things like “Nice
shot man” or “There’s the Gorrell from last week”. No one is fooled. But the
sentiment is nice. This is golf's version of a participation ribbon.
And finally,
there is the accidental missed “Nice Shot!” We’ve all done this. You’re on
autopilot and maybe checking your phone or looking at the pickleball courts
from the fourth tee box. You aren’t not paying attention and someone swings.
You hear contact and instinctively say, “Nice shot” only to look up and see the
ball go into the trees on the fly. The damage is done. You’ve confirmed two things
with your playing partner - that you weren’t even watching and still somehow
overestimated his ability.
Here’s the
truth. For most of us, golf isn’t an easy game. You make some good shots and
you make some bad ones. And if we couldn’t laugh at ourselves, or more
importantly, at each other, some of us may have snapped our clubs in half by
June.
The constant
chirping, the friendly jabs, the frequent “Nice shots”, they’re not signs of
disrespect. They’re statements of belonging. It means you're in the group. You
are liked enough to be genuinely complimented or trusted enough to be mocked
mercilessly.
So next
Wednesday, when someone slices their drive on #6 into the campground, lean into
it. Put on your best poker face and say it with pride - “Nice shot, buddy.” Because
in the end, golf isn't just about scores, it's about stories. And the best ones
always start with a lie between friends.
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