Inspiration belongs in all shapes, sizes, forms, and places. I bet if you looked under the cushions on your couch you’d even find some hidden there too. Friends, family, and people we cross paths with on this journey of life shape our personalities to who we are today. I’d like to share with you the brilliant and talented people I take my inspiration from when it comes to mrbojumbles – my friends and my golfing pals. You’ll hear from these chaps from time to time, but here’s just a little bit of background about these top roosters!
Reece Witters (Yours truly)
Age: 27 with no sign of a moustache.
Abode: Grey lynn, Auckland, New Zillund
Golfing Status: Would love to be a better burglar
CV: While I’ll forever miss my first ever six-iron that got duly sent deep into the gorse of the Wairakei Golf Course, it did however teach me the art of a hard seven and the easy five. You see, life’s a funny one, you really do learn something new every day. I once read that the meaning of ‘Reece’ was ‘the chief of the hill’, and later that day, my curiosity discovered that ‘Witters’ was ‘to talk at great length about nothing in particular’. I had initially shrugged this off as nonsense, but in hindsight, I suppose I can live with that. In a nut-shell I’m just a ma-huusive golf fan. Always have been. Always will be. I’m keen-as on the media so I thought I’d put the two together – introducing…mrbojumbles. When I’m not exercising my right to go bananas with unrelenting boisterous support for any New Zealand underdog, you’ll find me embellishing stories of the my weekend’s activities around the water cooler.
Unforgettable commentary moment: Ernie Els is dead in the rough next to the green at the 2009 Tavistock cup. The pin’s above his head, and he has no green to play with. The Big Easy knocks it stiff and the dulcet tones of fairway Feraghty provided a real treat…
“He just made that ball sit down like an old dog in front of the fire.” – David Feraghty – CBS Sports.
Most memorable moment in golf (probably all sports) : Cambo’s glorious triumph in the 2005 US Open. In a Sharpies golf store in Wellington City, the room was bursting at the seams with people crowded round a little bracket mounted 14 inch TV. People who had never previously crossed paths before were hugging one another with overflowing emotion and pride. How could it not be?
Samuel Geoffrey George Williamson
Abode: Sydney – only because it is better than NZ in every way imaginable
Handicap: Slightly bruised hip which causes difficulty when walking or running
Alias: Master Mouse Patrol – Our Aussie based Kiwi Correspondent
CV: After studying Art History and Film at University, playing soccer his whole life, moving to Sydney, working in an Art Gallery, regularly wearing tight pants and being single for three years, suspicions began to arise over not only Williamson’s sexuality but where his life was heading. A weekend on the Lion Reds with the lads and a flukey 35 on the front nine of Balmacewan got him back on track reminding the young man what was really important in life. His new life goal is to simply make people smile.
Unforgettable commentary moment:
Any time I hear a comment on the PGA tour coverage proceeded with the words “Huh Murph” …
Most memorable moment of golf witnessed on TV:
The first time I saw Freddie Couples swing. I was in awe. I still am.
Most memorable moment on a golf course:
Hole-ing a sand wedge from an opposing fairway to secure my first eagle. Tinny as shit but boy did i love it!
Master Mouse Patrol?
Sam is the brainchild and force behind a new internet sensation called “MASTER MOUSE PATROL”. The spectacular site taps into the creative culture and community in Australasia that over the years has been at the forefront of ideas and new thinking in every aspect of the arts and business. Master Mouse Patrol aims to bring this creative community together and share the brilliant, inspiring and confronting work, ideas and advice of these people to the World.
check out his baby – www.mastermousepatrol.com
Tim (TJ) Tregonning
Age: 27, although you wouldn’t believe it from the Frank Nobilo-esque sprinkling of greys
Abode: Sud-knee, Strayer
CV: TJ’s love for golf was nurtured by his father’s 1970 model, left-handed ‘Jack Nicklaus’ Spalding Blade 7 iron. He rose/bluffed his way through the ranks of the weekly championships at the Howick Golf Course, before graduating to the fine pastures of the South Island, NZ. Qualified for his position on the Bojumbles team in 2009 by demonstrating his ability to talk a profoundly better game than he plays.
Most memorable snippet of golf on tv:
Freddy Couples muttering “Oh baby” as he watches his 3 iron into the 13th at Augusta ’98. Can someone please upload this to youtube.
Would like to see:
The footage of Van De Velde returning to Carnoustie and achieving a double bogey on the 18th using only his putter. Over and over again. What a soundtrack. Also, more matchplay events on tour.
What I love about the Bojumbles team:
Reece – Once followed up an horrific shank with arguably the most beautiful follow through I have ever seen. Poetry.
Macky – So talented with the quill that he almost got me liking Sergio
Williamson – His bloodcurdling scream of “Cuttttt” when imitating Tiger’s famous ‘high cut’.
Willis – Probably the greatest match-play opponent/ team mate alive. We have an almost State of Origin-like record in battle.
Abode: The Middle East
Golfing Status: Aggressive and inconsistent
CV:A background in cricket ensures constantly hooking the living be-jesus out of anything off the tee. Relentless use of the biggest driver available has resulted in many triple digit scores and balls straying onto State Highways – Hukanui Golf Course a particular favourite for the Highway Hook. A wonderfully enthusiastic spectator of golf…specifically from corporate hospitality. Weakness for making too much noise on golf courses.
Favourite Course: Hinehopu 9 Hole at Lake Rotoiti. The honesty box still in full use, local kids still swimming for balls in the peat swamp and selling them back to you…hackers paradise.
Favourite Golf Course Facility: A car tyre hanging from a low branch on the 13th hole of a particular course on which you are encouraged to take to it with your nine iron (or similar)…a wonderful release.
Most Memorable Moment in Golf:Looking out over Warkworth Golf Club from an elevated tee position and seeing 90% of the course playing casually naked with a can of beer in their hands. The result of an end of year sports club event.
Jimmy L also co-founded the lunatic fringe of NZ cricket – The Beige Brigade way back in ’99. Yes, he’s still overtly obsessed with the colour beige, not to mention all things cricket. No, he’s not about to grow up any time soon and the mustache is here for the long haul. These days the Beige Brigade take their offensive shade of brown to all corners of the globe with tours to events such as Pampalona’s Running with the Bulls, Octoberfest, La Tomatina, All Blacks Northern Tour matches, and of course in full noise to see the Mighty Black Caps wherever they take to the field. For everything Beige [click here].
*The Beige Brigade’s ‘passion not fashion’ mantra has made him unemployable in New Zealand. He now resides in The Middle East but still eats cricket for breakfast in his Sunday Beige Best….
Age: Old mate
Abode: Auckland, New Zealand
Golfing Status: 12 Handicap and declining!
CV: After two years of misery working the 9-5 in a dreary corner of a law firm, I decided to axe the corporate lifestyle for a life of uncertainty as an entrepreneur. Since my celebrated career change I have spent more time on the golf course, the range and the couch than at the coal face earning an opportunistic buck.
Golf tragic: My second year of law school is distinct for one thing. 11.30 tee times and hours on my favourite course – working and learning the intricacies of this great game. I broke 80 for the first time, I played with 50 year golfing veterans, I played when the greens were frozen solid, I played hungover, I learned strategy and how to keep a cool head when I was one up with 2 to play.
Greatest moment in golf: Eight beers into an afternoon at the Michael Hill NZ Open in February 2009, I witnessed the rarest of accomplishments. Richard Johnson, a 6 foot 4 inches Yank, aced a 315 metre par four with a driver for an albatross. I was only 10 meters from the pin. The late summer heat, the roar of the crowd, the fuzzy clarity of a drunken epihany – a truely perfect golfing moment to be savoured.
Abode: Big Apple / City of Sails
Golfing Status: Higgsy
CV: After being introduced to the game of golf at a young age by my Grandfather and Father on the fairways of Bridge Pa, my main recollections are being more interested in a bottle of lemonade and a Moro Bar at the turn rather than working on my swing. And, of course, the best part of the day was always polishing off a pie and sausage roll in the clubhouse; my old set of Wilsons never got the attention they deserved. After dabbling in a bunch of other sports, I’ve found my solace on the Hauraki Gulf with a fishing line or on the couch fairways of my home club in Otahuhu with my treasured sticks.
Golfing bain: Firing an ace with a second tee ball on the par three 14th at Paraparaumu Beach GC. The illusive hole and one still awaits!
Age: The quarter-century’s been and gone
Abode: Auckland, New Zealand
Golfing Status: Pending
CV: Arthur Meek is a single figure handicapper trapped in the body of a duffer. He spends his days writing plays and making television and his nights dreaming of perfectly measured lob wedges and brave bunker play. He’s based in Auckland and spends about as much time on the road as his wayward drives.