The 5th Annual Tee-Off for Terry Fox Golf Tournament was held at the Murray Hills Golf Course on Saturday October 15th. This fun day of golf is put on by the Student Government from ENSS in Brighton each year and has been a major contributor of funds in their efforts to raise money to fight Cancer.
I have golfed in all of the tournaments over the 5 years and along with my team-mates, we've had a fair bit of success.
Once again this year, about 39 teams of four hit the links on one of the nicest days for the tourney ever. We had a mix of sun and cloud with only about 5 minutes of light rain to dampen our grips. The winds were quite gusty which made playing that much more challenging.
To make a long story short, my team of Andy Koetstra, Fred VanLingen, Lyle Williams and myself won the tourney by 3 strokes as we finished minus six on the day. We had made it as low as minus 8, however bogies on the last two holes dropped us a bit.
With so many groups participating, our foursome had to play with two other foursomes. The fact that the other two groups were all members of the golf course like us made for a fun day of joking and good competition.
My gloating wouldn't be complete if I didn't mention the fact that this was the second win in a row for us and third overall in the five years in this event. We've done well to say the least.
But the bottom line is the money raised and I'm pleased to report that almost 9-thousand dollars was raised for the Terry Fox Cancer Foundation and a lot of fun was had by all. I congratulate the organizing committee on another well run tournament and I look forward to next October.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Happy Thanksgiving!
I just wanted to take a moment to wish all of you who visit my Blog and all my family and friends a Very Happy Thanksgiving.
I figured I'd better post this now before I have my big meal on Sunday night. I have a feeling I'll be eating so much that my fingers might get too fat to punch the letters on my keyboard.
It's this time of year when we start to think about what we are truly thankful for and with my life going through some difficult times the last year I thought it would be hard to find anything to be thankful about.
The truth is, I'm very thankful for the love of my family who mean everything to me. Although I knew it all along they've proven that they really are there for me when I need them.
And I'm thankful for the friends I've had through the years and today. They've made life much more interesting and worth living.
And considering the hell I've put my body through for the last 37 years, I'm very thankful for my health. You'd never no it by looking at me but I'm not doing too bad for a guy like me. It's amazing how the right amount of medication will take away the pain.
I hope you all have as much to be thankful for as I do.
I figured I'd better post this now before I have my big meal on Sunday night. I have a feeling I'll be eating so much that my fingers might get too fat to punch the letters on my keyboard.
It's this time of year when we start to think about what we are truly thankful for and with my life going through some difficult times the last year I thought it would be hard to find anything to be thankful about.
The truth is, I'm very thankful for the love of my family who mean everything to me. Although I knew it all along they've proven that they really are there for me when I need them.
And I'm thankful for the friends I've had through the years and today. They've made life much more interesting and worth living.
And considering the hell I've put my body through for the last 37 years, I'm very thankful for my health. You'd never no it by looking at me but I'm not doing too bad for a guy like me. It's amazing how the right amount of medication will take away the pain.
I hope you all have as much to be thankful for as I do.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Sting Invitational Match-Play Golf Championship
Saturday July 23rd was a hot and sticky day but that only helped to heat up the competition at the inaugural Trenton Sting Invitational Match-Play Golf Championship in Wooler.
The team of Bundy and Scott Ilton were quiet yet confident heading to the first hole while their opponents Stuart Bisset and Alex Armstrong were feeling cocky and confident.
After taking a quick two hole lead, team B/I stumbled and allowed team B/A to square the match after four holes. That would be the last time team B/A would see victory within their grasp. Armstrong's game fell apart on the final three holes and his scores were so high, he lost count and therefore was unable to post a final score. Team B/I then won 12 of the final 14 holes and cruised to the first Sting Invitational Title.
In the individual stroke play competition, Both Bundy and Ilton struggled at times as they battled for the title. After nine holes and a rain delay, Ilton clung to a 2 stroke lead. Ilton's lead would grow to three after 12 holes before Bundy began his comeback and eventually tied the score on the 16th hole. An errant tee shot by Bundy on the 17th would drop him back one heading to the final hole and Ilton needed only to stay safe to ensure himself a win. However, after two good tee shots, both players struggled around the green with Ilton taking one more stroke to put his ball in the hole, thus allowing Bundy to tie the score once more. With no playoff, the stroke play title would be shared by Bundy and Ilton.
A fun day was had by all as they relaxed one more time before the work begins on another hockey season. The Trenton Sting rookie camp runs July 29th to 31st at the RCAF Flyers Arena.
The team of Bundy and Scott Ilton were quiet yet confident heading to the first hole while their opponents Stuart Bisset and Alex Armstrong were feeling cocky and confident.
After taking a quick two hole lead, team B/I stumbled and allowed team B/A to square the match after four holes. That would be the last time team B/A would see victory within their grasp. Armstrong's game fell apart on the final three holes and his scores were so high, he lost count and therefore was unable to post a final score. Team B/I then won 12 of the final 14 holes and cruised to the first Sting Invitational Title.
In the individual stroke play competition, Both Bundy and Ilton struggled at times as they battled for the title. After nine holes and a rain delay, Ilton clung to a 2 stroke lead. Ilton's lead would grow to three after 12 holes before Bundy began his comeback and eventually tied the score on the 16th hole. An errant tee shot by Bundy on the 17th would drop him back one heading to the final hole and Ilton needed only to stay safe to ensure himself a win. However, after two good tee shots, both players struggled around the green with Ilton taking one more stroke to put his ball in the hole, thus allowing Bundy to tie the score once more. With no playoff, the stroke play title would be shared by Bundy and Ilton.
A fun day was had by all as they relaxed one more time before the work begins on another hockey season. The Trenton Sting rookie camp runs July 29th to 31st at the RCAF Flyers Arena.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
It's Official...I Must Love Golf
As the 2005 U.S. Open gets under way today I've come to the conclusion that I love the game of golf.
I'm not the type of golf fan that sits in front of the TV for four straight days glued to the coverage hoping that the golfers I have in my Major's Pool do well. It's more personal than that.
Sure I'll be tuning in from time to time to see who's doing what and especially how our Canadian boys are doing but mostly I'll watch Sportscentre in the evening to get the highlights of the days events.
Last night at my usual Wednesday night Men's League round in Wooler, I had an epiphany and came to the realization that I MUST love golf. We were about 10 holes into our round of 18 when the rain started. I'm not talking about a shower or drizzle or a sprinkle. No, I'm talking about a Monsoon or torrential downpour.
In all my years as a golfer (about 7 years), I've never golfed in anything like this before. Usually if it's raining so hard that the umbrella does nothing but give me something to hold in my right hand, I can be found heading for cover. Not last night. We were on the 17th hole in Wooler on the forward white tees and I couldn't even find the flag on the green, less than 100 yards away. We were blinded by the onslaught of precipitation yet we went ahead and made our shots.
Somehow, mine did find the green but was a mile away from the hole. We finished the hole and moved to the 18th tee.
By this time I was beyond wet. My shirt had become like a second skin, sticking to my body with a suction effect. Despite the talk of quitting, we went ahead and played the hole. The rain hadn't let up at all and everything was soaked from my head to my toes. Once again, somehow with a drenched golf glove I managed to make it on to the green with my tee shot and pared the hole.
Luckily by the time we moved from there to the clubhouse the rain came to a sudden halt and the sun came through the clouds. I stopped by my car, changed shirts and put on a new golf glove and we continued to finish the round just as it was getting too dark to see the ball.
After persevering through that monsoon, I realized that I must love the game as any man in his right mind would have called it quits. I was reminded of the Minister in the Caddyshack movie having the round of his life and didn't quit until the bolt of lightning struck him down on the last hole. Like him, I was having a good round and had to continue. Of course, if I was having a bad round instead of a good one, I probably would have been the first one to find shelter.
I'm not the type of golf fan that sits in front of the TV for four straight days glued to the coverage hoping that the golfers I have in my Major's Pool do well. It's more personal than that.
Sure I'll be tuning in from time to time to see who's doing what and especially how our Canadian boys are doing but mostly I'll watch Sportscentre in the evening to get the highlights of the days events.
Last night at my usual Wednesday night Men's League round in Wooler, I had an epiphany and came to the realization that I MUST love golf. We were about 10 holes into our round of 18 when the rain started. I'm not talking about a shower or drizzle or a sprinkle. No, I'm talking about a Monsoon or torrential downpour.
In all my years as a golfer (about 7 years), I've never golfed in anything like this before. Usually if it's raining so hard that the umbrella does nothing but give me something to hold in my right hand, I can be found heading for cover. Not last night. We were on the 17th hole in Wooler on the forward white tees and I couldn't even find the flag on the green, less than 100 yards away. We were blinded by the onslaught of precipitation yet we went ahead and made our shots.
Somehow, mine did find the green but was a mile away from the hole. We finished the hole and moved to the 18th tee.
By this time I was beyond wet. My shirt had become like a second skin, sticking to my body with a suction effect. Despite the talk of quitting, we went ahead and played the hole. The rain hadn't let up at all and everything was soaked from my head to my toes. Once again, somehow with a drenched golf glove I managed to make it on to the green with my tee shot and pared the hole.
Luckily by the time we moved from there to the clubhouse the rain came to a sudden halt and the sun came through the clouds. I stopped by my car, changed shirts and put on a new golf glove and we continued to finish the round just as it was getting too dark to see the ball.
After persevering through that monsoon, I realized that I must love the game as any man in his right mind would have called it quits. I was reminded of the Minister in the Caddyshack movie having the round of his life and didn't quit until the bolt of lightning struck him down on the last hole. Like him, I was having a good round and had to continue. Of course, if I was having a bad round instead of a good one, I probably would have been the first one to find shelter.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
I AM The Best Man
So here's the situation...my brother Scott is getting married in November to a lovely gal named Erin and the wedding is being held in Florida where they both reside.
Scott gave me the great honour of being his Best Man at the wedding and I couldn't be more thrilled. As a big man I can't think of anything more enjoyable than dressing up in a tuxedo under the blistering Florida sun. I just hope its machine washable.
I'm kidding of course. I look good all the time but I'm even better looking when I'm dressed up. Plus, it has always been my understanding that weddings are a great place to meet single women. It's the perfect atmosphere. Here they are watching someone they know, in love, having their big day. It'll be like single women at a male strip show and I'm the last dancer for them to grab on to.
Of course this plan goes right out the window if there are no single women. I know the invitations have already gone out. I wonder if it's too late for me to send out a few. I'll send a couple to those girls at the local bar who sell beer in their bikinis. I'll walk up and down the beaches of Siesta Key and Longboat Key handing them out to young hotties in thongs. Or I could head over to the Magic Kingdom in Orlando and pass out invites for a ride on the new "Bundy Mountain Love Experience".
No, I'm sure I'll just be too darn busy making sure things go as smoothly as possible. I'll be looking after my brother, the minister, the toasts, dancing with my aunts who don't have dates and at the end of the night I'll have to hook up with one of the ladies on the kitchen staff. I just hope she shaves.
Scott gave me the great honour of being his Best Man at the wedding and I couldn't be more thrilled. As a big man I can't think of anything more enjoyable than dressing up in a tuxedo under the blistering Florida sun. I just hope its machine washable.
I'm kidding of course. I look good all the time but I'm even better looking when I'm dressed up. Plus, it has always been my understanding that weddings are a great place to meet single women. It's the perfect atmosphere. Here they are watching someone they know, in love, having their big day. It'll be like single women at a male strip show and I'm the last dancer for them to grab on to.
Of course this plan goes right out the window if there are no single women. I know the invitations have already gone out. I wonder if it's too late for me to send out a few. I'll send a couple to those girls at the local bar who sell beer in their bikinis. I'll walk up and down the beaches of Siesta Key and Longboat Key handing them out to young hotties in thongs. Or I could head over to the Magic Kingdom in Orlando and pass out invites for a ride on the new "Bundy Mountain Love Experience".
No, I'm sure I'll just be too darn busy making sure things go as smoothly as possible. I'll be looking after my brother, the minister, the toasts, dancing with my aunts who don't have dates and at the end of the night I'll have to hook up with one of the ladies on the kitchen staff. I just hope she shaves.
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