I was one of the crazy people who played a New Year’s Day PDGA tournament in near zero windchill in Wisconsin.
I managed to putt well enough to win my division. TD Aaron DeVries handed out a fancy gold medallion to division winners. It said “1st” on one one side and “Champion of 2022” on the other.
Made me feel so special, I carefully hung it over my 2 sweatshirts, 2 flannel shirts, and 2 t-shirts, around my neck.
I went down the street to grab a take out lunch for me and my wife, who graciously stayed at home with our two year old son while I played disc golf.
The guy behind the counter said, “what’s this?”, pointing at my medallion.
Grow the sport, right? I whipped out my phone and showed him a photo and told him about disc golf.
“Frisbee”, he said, and made a throwing motion with his arm. This guy gets it.
“You know what?”, he said. “This is for you.” He pulled out a punch card and started punching holes throughout the entire card. “Next time, free lunch for you.”
Wow, I thought. This guy knows how special I am.
It was only after I walked in the door at home, and my wife started laughing at me and my fancy medallion, I realized the guy at Teriyaki Express may have thought I was a different type of special.
It’s all good. Sometimes we “Grow the Sport”, sometimes we get a free lunch.
In all seriousness, though, disc golf does make one feel special. No matter how your round is going, disc golf always gives us a moment or two to keep us coming back.
My cardmates all had their moments. Jim Hendricks crushed several drives and putted great all day. John Hunter nailed a 100 foot putt. And Mike DeVries parked hole 1 with a delicate turnover shot.
After the round, my cardmates went back out and helped me find a lost disc in the snow. The disc golf community is the best.
Cheers to 2022!
Matthew Walter #69516