Best Golf courses in N.J.

[wileynj]

Originally Posted by BaskingRidgeMom

Show em' who's got the most 'tradtional" balls. Just kidding FarHillsDad

Now, WWJD? Better put on your "sundy go to meetin' clothes" dad - looks like you got a live on!

[Farhills Dad]

Originally Posted by eman1200

Baltusrol might be impressive to your clients, given that the pro's play there.

Thanks everybody for the info on all the courses. We seem to be going with Baltusrol. We're going to meet with them tomorrow and set up all arraingments. They really have a great 18 hole course. Should be fun. Let's hope it's good wheather. Thanks eman.

[DITC]

Squeak your way into Pine Valley down in South Jersey.

[Machinist]

Suprised nobody has mentioned Ballyowen in Hamburg.

[wileynj]

Had to share : )))Arthur is 90 years old. He's played golf every day since his =retirement 25years ago.One day he arrives home looking downcast."That's it," he tells his wife. "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight =has gottenso bad that once I've hit the ball I couldn't see where it went."His wife sympathizes and makes him a cup of tea. As they sit down =she says,"Why don't you take my brother with you and give it one more try.""That's no good" sighs Arthur, "your brother's a hundred and three. =Hecan't help.""He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight =isperfect."So the next day Arthur heads off to the golf course with hisbrother-in-law. He tees up, takes an almighty swing and squints =down thefairway.He turns to the brother-in-law. "Did you see the ball?""Of course I did!" replied the brother-in-law. "I have perfect =eyesight"."Where did it go?" says Arthur."I don't remember.".

[wileynj]

Another good one for you to share with the other golfers at your outting : )) > A nun walks into Mother Superior's office and plunksdown into a chair. > She lets out a sigh heavy with frustration. > > "What troubles you, Sister?" asks the Mother Superior."I thought this was > the day you spent with your family." > > "It was," sighed the Sister. "And I went to play golfwith my brother. We > try to play golf as often as we can - You know I wasquite a talented > golfer before I devoted my life to Christ." > > "I seem to recall that," the Mother Superior agreed."So I take it your > day of recreation was not relaxing?" > > "Far from it," snorted the Sister. "In fact, I eventook the Lord's name > in vain today!" > > "Goodness, Sister!" gasped the Mother Superior,astonished. "You must tell > me all about it!" > > "Well, we were on the fifth tee...and this hole is amonster, Mother - I'm > talking about a 560 yard Par 5, with a nasty doglegleft and a hidden > green with creek in the front and right side...and Ihit the drive of my > life. I creamed it. The sweetest swing I ever made.And it's flying > straight and true, right along the line I wanted..andthen it hits a bird > in mid-flight not 100 yards off the tee!" > > "Oh my goodness!" commiserated the Mother Superior,"How unfortunate!" > "But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!" > > "No, that wasn't it," admitted the Sister. "While Iwas still trying to > fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out ofthe woods, grabs my > ball and runs off down the fairway!" > > "Oh, that would have made me blaspheme!" sympathizedMother Superior. > > "But I didn't," sobbed the Sister. "And I was so proudof myself! And > while I was pondering whether this was a sign fromGod, this hawk swoops > out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off,with my ball still > clutched in his little paws!" > > "So that's when you cursed," said the Mother with aknowing smile. > > "Nope, that wasn't it either," cried the Sister,anguished, "because as > the hawk started to fly out of sight, the squirrelstarted struggling, and > the hawk dropped him right there on the green, and theball popped out of > his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup!" > > The Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded herarms across her > chest, fixed the Sister with a baleful stare andsaid... > > "You missed that F---ing putt, didn't you?"