Frolf, Anyone?

Pick your Weapon

It's time to shine the Mediocre Spotlight on some outdoor fun. A few years ago I lived in Maine. It was mostly a miserable experience, but I did make friends with a bunch of lunatics that introduced me to the sport of Disc Golf. In case you're not familiar with this sport of kings, Disc Golf is played like golf, but instead of hitting a ball with a club, you throw a Frisbee. The holes are ingenious basket and chain thingies. In Brunswick, Maine there is a Disc Golf course with two different courses winding through the woods. I spent a lot of great Sunday mornings there, getting hammered and throwing my arm out. I'll never forget pulling away after another terrible round and hearing my brother vomit out of my passenger side window. Ah, athletics. I suck at Disc Golf, but it's tons of fun. I even went so far as to buy my own discs, a heavy one for my over hand driving style, a lighter one for curved shots and of course, my putter, a small dumpy disc that would sail effortlessly past the hole. Watching people, usually hippies, that really know how to play is pretty amazing. Believe me I know it sounds stupid, but Disc Golf is a lot of fun and easy on the joints for us older gentlemen. Find a course near you and give it a try. Like most fringe sports, there's even a pro league. So you could still live that pro athlete dream.

I could do this....