Personal Sports Story's over your athletic career
- Thread starter THE KOD
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same old tired shit from the 3 assholes
whinerguy face it you fat fuck
Riverside mutherfucker
look who lurks and we love how bad you hate us......LOL you just can't stand staying away. Trying to get you your 60000 thread reads you crave.....need to find the picture of homely you that Jack posted in front of your cabin. Homely fuck. Bobby or Poon, can you find that picture too?
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What is this shit show going on down here?
My best sports story is when I was a NASCAR driver and Randy Quaid was the owner of my car. Man, some crazy times were had.
My best sports story is when I was a NASCAR driver and Randy Quaid was the owner of my car. Man, some crazy times were had.
The nerds seek revenge; they stage a panty raid on the Pi Delta Pi house and use the distraction to install video cameras to spy on the women while they undress. The nerds then sneak into the football team's locker room and pour a powerful liniment on the players' jock straps, resulting in a painful and humiliating football practice. The nerds' ingenuity impresses Jefferson, who officially makes them the Adams College chapter of Lambda Lambda Lambda.
thats a good one kittycat. Saw you got kicked out of a gambling thread for abusing Bobby. Pathetic. Heading to White Columns for some golf, want to join us?
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So I figured I had to post this pic to prove to the haters ( yu know who you are ) that I am
a hole in one golfer. I know alot of golfers are never able to achieve this feat.
So here is the story.
I am the General Manager of a company and I am invited to go and golf with other industry Managers.
Although I am a pretty horrible golfer back then I was playing a few times a month.
So I am playing with my Sales Manager and a competitors Gen Mgr and Sales Mgr.
So we get to the 13th hole and the guy on the other team says, hey KOD doesn't your company
pay enough for a new golf glove ?
I am standing at the tee and he is going to say that to me.
So I said. OK then just for that I am going to hit this orange ball in the fucking hole.
I rear back and boom it goes high and straight for the short green.
They all look and one guy says..... Geezz I think that went in the hole.
I said ..........nawwwww.
We get down there and sure enough a hole in one.
KOD called his own shot.
Fucking Babe Ruth all over again.
That night there was a dinner and I was mentioned for the hole in one. Alot of free drinks later....
opcorn2
I got so drunk I don't remember the rest of the night and they had to help me to my room.
They had signed the score card as witness and I had the glove and ball. I said ........ I am going to go
and have this fucker mounted. So there is the glove, the ball, and the witness scorecard.
I figured in my life if I could get a hole in one, I could do just about anything.
And I have.
Long live the KOD !
a hole in one golfer. I know alot of golfers are never able to achieve this feat.
So here is the story.
I am the General Manager of a company and I am invited to go and golf with other industry Managers.
Although I am a pretty horrible golfer back then I was playing a few times a month.
So I am playing with my Sales Manager and a competitors Gen Mgr and Sales Mgr.
So we get to the 13th hole and the guy on the other team says, hey KOD doesn't your company
pay enough for a new golf glove ?
I am standing at the tee and he is going to say that to me.
So I said. OK then just for that I am going to hit this orange ball in the fucking hole.
I rear back and boom it goes high and straight for the short green.
They all look and one guy says..... Geezz I think that went in the hole.
I said ..........nawwwww.
We get down there and sure enough a hole in one.
KOD called his own shot.
Fucking Babe Ruth all over again.
That night there was a dinner and I was mentioned for the hole in one. Alot of free drinks later....
opcorn2I got so drunk I don't remember the rest of the night and they had to help me to my room.
They had signed the score card as witness and I had the glove and ball. I said ........ I am going to go
and have this fucker mounted. So there is the glove, the ball, and the witness scorecard.
I figured in my life if I could get a hole in one, I could do just about anything.
And I have.
Long live the KOD !
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Congrats Scott You must have been something 30 years ago. Why don't you have that hanging up in the house?
I had it in my home office a long time. Now its in my shop.
leave it to you to see the cobweb top right.
I don't like to show off .
I like the tie in of the Orange ball Scooter, very well played/told.
By the way, if you hit the hole in one you are suppose to be the one buying the drinks. But things like that get overlooked. You guys were so excited you didn't even tally up the total for the Back 9 or the round on the scorecard.
Congrats and keep the stories coming! :0074
By the way, if you hit the hole in one you are suppose to be the one buying the drinks. But things like that get overlooked. You guys were so excited you didn't even tally up the total for the Back 9 or the round on the scorecard.
Congrats and keep the stories coming! :0074
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I did buy about 10 drinks but there were over 100 people in the dining area. They started
buying me drinks and I got sloshed like a puppy.
These guys with me were not excited about the hole in one. Only me .
It is just like this place ............. jealousy rules to anyone that does something positive.
its pathetic
OK one more sports story.
I was in my late 20s.
I was playing on a company sponsored slow pitch men's softball team.
We were about half way through the season and having a night game facing the best
team in the league who were undefeated.
I played first base all the time and third base sometimes.
So I show up after work and the lights are just coming on. The captain comes up to me and
says KOD your in center fielder Joey B is not coming.
So I say ok I will do the best I can.
I look over and these fucking guys were home run fucking champions. They were lighting it up and beating everyone by alot of runs.
They all looked 220- 250 of solid muscle.
And to top it off, we had a pitcher that threw like a girl.
So its the third inning or so and they were ahead with home runs 6 runs to our 2.
Not many balls had come my way and their team must have looked out there and said lets test
that skinny guy center fielder.
Its the heart of their order and the number 3 batter is a brute shaped like Brutus.
I am mid deep center for this guy.
He slams the second pitch and its a mile high,,,,,,, back back back back , lose it in the lights for
a second. And the ball lands in my glove. I smile to myself . The bitch's are trying the KOD.
One out.
Number 4 batter steps up, another brute bastid with slits for eyes. I back up a few steps and pound the soft spot in my glove.
Wham the dude slugs it. I was already playing deep but this ball is heading for the fence which was 6 ft
high chain link.
At a full run I jump and slam into the fence, and manage to catch the ball a foot over the fence to
squash the home run. Dude throws down the bat in disgust.
Two outs.
So here comes the number 5 hitter and he looks exactly like Greg Luzinski the dude that used to play for the Phillies. It may have been him for all I knew. There were always the chance for a ringer in this league.
So I look over in right field and our player is picking his fucking nose and has his glove off throwing
grass up in the air. Maybe to test the wind but probably not. I yell over at him but he seems not to hear.
I step over towards right field about 8 steps just in case.
So there is the pitch and the guy hits a absolute screamer towards right field . The ball is on a line
and I swear there are flames coming off the casing. He scorched it.
I am at full speed running like a antelope and I catch a glimpse of the right fielder
and he is covering his fucking eyes with his glove.
I am deep in right field now and just as the ball intersects my run I stick out my glove and by the grace of God I catch it , drop and roll.
Three outs.
KOD made all three outs.
I had taken down the Goliath's if only for one inning and held them scoreless.
I was proud.
And the thing that I have never forgotten is the Greg Luzinski dude was playing first base and as I ran by
he slapped my hand.
Respect on a softball field is a wonderful thing.
We lost the game, but I didn't care.
Its only a game.
I was in my late 20s.
I was playing on a company sponsored slow pitch men's softball team.
We were about half way through the season and having a night game facing the best
team in the league who were undefeated.
I played first base all the time and third base sometimes.
So I show up after work and the lights are just coming on. The captain comes up to me and
says KOD your in center fielder Joey B is not coming.
So I say ok I will do the best I can.
I look over and these fucking guys were home run fucking champions. They were lighting it up and beating everyone by alot of runs.
They all looked 220- 250 of solid muscle.
And to top it off, we had a pitcher that threw like a girl.
So its the third inning or so and they were ahead with home runs 6 runs to our 2.
Not many balls had come my way and their team must have looked out there and said lets test
that skinny guy center fielder.
Its the heart of their order and the number 3 batter is a brute shaped like Brutus.
I am mid deep center for this guy.
He slams the second pitch and its a mile high,,,,,,, back back back back , lose it in the lights for
a second. And the ball lands in my glove. I smile to myself . The bitch's are trying the KOD.
One out.
Number 4 batter steps up, another brute bastid with slits for eyes. I back up a few steps and pound the soft spot in my glove.
Wham the dude slugs it. I was already playing deep but this ball is heading for the fence which was 6 ft
high chain link.
At a full run I jump and slam into the fence, and manage to catch the ball a foot over the fence to
squash the home run. Dude throws down the bat in disgust.
Two outs.
So here comes the number 5 hitter and he looks exactly like Greg Luzinski the dude that used to play for the Phillies. It may have been him for all I knew. There were always the chance for a ringer in this league.
So I look over in right field and our player is picking his fucking nose and has his glove off throwing
grass up in the air. Maybe to test the wind but probably not. I yell over at him but he seems not to hear.
I step over towards right field about 8 steps just in case.
So there is the pitch and the guy hits a absolute screamer towards right field . The ball is on a line
and I swear there are flames coming off the casing. He scorched it.
I am at full speed running like a antelope and I catch a glimpse of the right fielder
and he is covering his fucking eyes with his glove.
I am deep in right field now and just as the ball intersects my run I stick out my glove and by the grace of God I catch it , drop and roll.
Three outs.
KOD made all three outs.
I had taken down the Goliath's if only for one inning and held them scoreless.
I was proud.
And the thing that I have never forgotten is the Greg Luzinski dude was playing first base and as I ran by
he slapped my hand.
Respect on a softball field is a wonderful thing.
We lost the game, but I didn't care.
Its only a game.
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Your best story should be I hope the hell you knocked the bottom out of Rebecca De Mornay back in the early 80's. You should forget about Days of Thunder because that's how you hooked up with Nicole Kidman you stupid fuck! I bet she was a lousy piece of ass too.
tommy is gay as a goose.
not there is anything wrong with that.
maybe him and Travolta hooked up a few times.
thats more likely
not there is anything wrong with that.
maybe him and Travolta hooked up a few times.
thats more likely
