The first
Men’s Night of the year should happen soon…maybe next Wednesday if we are lucky,
or no later than the week after if things aren’t quite ready. And after what
felt like the longest Manitoba winter in recorded history, I think we’ve all
earned it.
At one
point in February, I was considering taking up curling just so I could hang out
with other men in a socially acceptable setting. By March, many of us had
forgotten what grass looked like. And by early April, every sunny day created
the same false optimism where we hoped that the course would open next week. It
never did.
But now
here we are. The signs of winter are mostly gone, the geese have returned take
over the ninth green, Francis will soon have the Club House running, and golf
season is almost back.
There’s
something about the first Men’s Night of the year that feels different from
every other Wednesday. Nobody has officially ruined their swing yet. Everyone
still believes the new driver was a good purchase. Those who went to a
simulator three times feel like they have a headstart on others in their group.
Guys who shot 51 in the final Men’s Night round of 2025 are suddenly convinced
they figured something out over the winter. Hope and delusion are both at peak
levels in early May.
Some
traditions will immediately return. Jason Gorrell will likely find himself near
the top of the money list whether he shoots high or low on the first night.
Scott Maynes will chip in from somewhere completely unreasonable and act like
it was planned. Darcy Kowalchuk will stripe some drives down the middle while
casually mentioning how much older he is than others in the group.
Milt will
spend at least three holes explaining how he used to hit that club about 20
yards farther. Someone in his group will politely nod while secretly wondering
if he’s talking about 2007. Blake Hunter will likely deliver a round that
includes both a tap-in birdie and a golf shot that briefly threatens people on
an adjacent hole.
Wes Arnfinson
will line up a putt from every possible angle before somehow leaving it exactly
two inches short. Somewhere along the way, I will loudly declare that I am just
happy to be out here before becoming visibly upset over my third lip-out of the
round.
There will
also be several golfers dressed for completely different weather conditions. Paul
Lucas will be in shorts. Neuf will be wearing a toque. And someone else will be
fully prepared for rain that never comes.
Players
will start off their first hole with a birdie and wonder if this will be their
lowest round ever. Others will double bogey the first three holes and start
hoping for a score or two to add to the ringer board. The boys from Wayway will
likely play $20 skins until after dark.
Inevitably,
the first few holes will also double as a catch-up session on how everyone
survived the winter. Vern Snyder will recount his trip to New Zealand and talk
about how much better the weather was there. We’ll check in on Phil Ostash on how
he’s recovering after his knee surgery, likely getting a very optimistic “it’s
coming along” response regardless of reality. And we’ll ask Reegan Kominko how
his hockey season went out in BC.
The beauty
of Men’s Night is that it never really changes, and that’s exactly why we like it. Soon the
campground will be full again. The smell of fires will reach the course, coolers
and cans will be rattling in carts, and groups will gather at the Club House
afterward to debate missed putts, replay great shots, watch some hockey, and
maybe head to a campsite for an extended visit involving some playing
cards.
We’ll welcome
back the regulars and those mysterious golfers who only appear three times a
year but somehow always leave with half the skins money. We’ll see golfers from
Shoal Lake and surrounding communities, all showing up for the same reason…to
enjoy a Wednesday evening with friends, good weather, competition, and just
enough aiming fluid to improve confidence on the last few holes.
There are
lots of things to look forward to this season. The return of the deuce pot. The
ongoing chase for the ringer board. The Horse Race tournament later this
summer. The inevitable debates about whether conditions were windy or merely character
building. The annual accumulation of lost golf balls scattered throughout the
water hazards, bush, long grass, and occasionally the lake adjacent to holes #8
and 9. The complaints and the optimism about the green conditions.
And of
course, we will resume pursuit of the elusive hole-in-one pot, which has now
grown large enough that several players are probably already planning imaginary
purchases with money they absolutely will not win. A quick reminder to those in
my group, if someone wins we don’t tell our wives.
So, charge
your Bluetooth speaker, dust off your clubs, stretch whatever muscles survived
winter, and prepare yourself for another summer of golf, laughs, questionable shot
decisions, and stories that improve slightly every time they are retold.
Winter
took its sweet time leaving, but Men’s Night will finally resume after another
offseason. That alone feels worth celebrating. See everyone on a Wednesday some
time in the near future.