[JulietOreira]

A few months back my typical partner and I got paired with a couple "tuuribble" players. We both shoot in the low/mid 80's and both were playing well on this particular day. The other two were doubling and tripling most every hole. It was really bad as they'd drop an extra ball after a shank, talk about how good they were back in the day, blame equip, etc. The whole time my buddy was quiet but I steadily encouraged them and tried to be patient. As we move to the back nine I tee it up on a steep uphill 200 yard par three. I tried to put a little extra on my mashie and ended up with a pretty bad hook that went left of the green into he next holes fairway(still very playable). Then the dude who'd been shanking it the worst starts busting out in laughter about how awful of a shot it was, and continued to rip on me I was speechless. My buddy just dropped his head in amazement and I had no clue what to say/do. I felt like I'd entered the twilight zone.