(Editor’s note: Sometimes there isn’t anything in the queue and I’m blank so I start thinking about silly things I can write about. This is one of those stories…)
By Disc G. Basket, Esq. — Contributing writer
I’m sick of it.
You see, me and my brethren are sick and tired of you disc golfers treating us like crap or second-rate citizens.
Rattle those chains, you say. Make them sing, you say. Throw it harder and make it stick, you say.
A disc golf basket speaks up — and makes it known that rattling the chains is a painful thing!
Apparently, you don’t realize that we baskets feel what you are doing.
You don’t think it’s a coincidence that a perfect putt pops into the chains and then lands on the ground, do you?
We have to deal with a lot, you know.
Sometimes, we’ll have to smell some of that herbal stuff that some of you players bring around. You know, not all of us like to smell that stuff! And booze? How many times are you going to leave empty beer (or soda or something else) bottles in our baskets?
Our baskets aren’t made for that or other trash that people can leave behind. Now we realize that it’s not just disc golfers who leave stuff in our baskets, but they do.
People sometimes also sign us after we’re kind enough to allow an ace. Really? Sign your disc and move on. For those of you kind enough to come out and wipe all that graffiti off us, we thank you.
Back in the day, when we were first installed, we’d be treated like Kings and Queens.
Players would come by in awe of us. Kind of like a new baby. Unlike a baby, however, soon you were whipping pieces of plastic at us. Sometimes, there were sharp edges.
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