mrbojumbles

Apologies and, oh… can you vote for us?!

// November 26th, 2011 // No Comments » // News, Quirky

Firstly, apologies for the lack of content. It’s fair to say that we’ve been saturated with rugby in lil ol’ New Zealand, but that doesn’t mean that we haven’t been keeping up with the golf action, we plan to get the ball rolling with some regular content again so hold tight you big golf tragics Our social media channels have continued to truck along, some odd fucker has even nominated us the Microblogs section (for our Twitter profile) in a comp called ‘The Bloggers’ on Concrete Playground. [If you can be arsed, vote for us here]

Until next time (promise it won’t be a few months), quiet please.

Toast from The Coast

// May 30th, 2011 // 2 Comments » // Profile, Quirky

Owning your own golf website provides one with many weird and wonderful bits and bobs…free golf from time to time; far too many hackers keen to tag along on weekends to hit some divots; drunks eager to chew my ear off with shit golf yarns in town – you know who you are; endless, unwanted SPAM; and occasional emails from The Gisy Herald’s Sport desk’s finest – Chris Taewa. Enjoy.

Whaddup bro (triple manoeuvre East Coast handshake followed by a chest bump of heavy metal mosh-pit impact).

Well haven’t you been busy with Mr Bo Jumbles? Luvin’ it. Sorry we didn’t catch up over summer hols. Would have boosted my easily inflated ego to have watched the moths explode from your wallet to buy me a couple of Steinies earned from a 6 and 5 off-the-stick demolition of your sorry white ass. (more…)

Ecco Golf Street Shoes – Fred Couples

// February 22nd, 2011 // No Comments » // Profile, Quirky

At the 2010 US Masters 50-year-old golfing legend, Fred Couples, shot out of the gates to lead after a brilliant first round 66. Some might say that’s just a walk in the park for the timeless American-flusher, but most headlines were actually focusing on what the 92’ champion was walking in – his new Ecco Street kicks. And just to top things off, Freddie forgot to wear any socks that day too. No porkies. (more…)

Bro, is this one the putter?

// February 15th, 2011 // 2 Comments » // Quirky

Is was about this big mum...

Sam Judd is not a golfer. He has a gloriously horrendous swing, cooly tees it up outside the tee boxes, often aims down the wrong hole unaware, takes hectare sized divots then backs it up with consecutive whiskey shots, hits pure shanks with ease, flags balls that go in the rough, yells FORE for the sheer enjoyment of seeing others pack their daks, and is a more of a hazard on a golf course than pot bunkers and island greens. Juddy is perhaps the epitome of a hacker, but he can putt.

A while back I took Juddy along to peg it up for nine holes at Auckland’s Titirangi Golf Club, and as you can imagine from my glowing description of his golfing pedigree, there were some entertaining events tee to green. But the best entertainment was yet to come on the dance floor when Juddy was armed with a rickety old, bamboo-shafted flat stick. (more…)

‘Martin Kaymer – is he the hot one?’

// January 28th, 2011 // 3 Comments » // Experience, Quirky

Being a resident in the UAE and in particular Abu Dhabi, events that drag you away from the monotony of shopping at malls, movies and drinking in hotels with construction project managers (not to mention the vast amount of hookers that are the collateral damage to the booming construction industry) are always a highlight. 2010 was my second year of attendance at the AD Golf Championship and luckily I managed to survive not being physically removed from the course, as was my fate in 2009. It was not through any malice that I was ejected in ’09, in fact, looking back on it I wish I had done physical harm to the little poison dwarf I had a run in with! All I can say is why would you install a terrace bar above the 9^th hole of a golf course? (more…)

Instant Pandemonium

// November 1st, 2010 // 4 Comments » // Profile, Quirky

Dave Insull is perhaps mrbojumbles’ biggest fan. He’s got vision, no shortage of fantastic ideas, a family home next-door to Remuera golf course, a dad who’s a hilarious golf tragic, and he’s constantly had an open invite to contribute on the site. It’s genius that the first event he chose to vent on mrbojumbles comes in the form of a single golf swing that changed his life on Saturday…

I’ve been playing golf since I was 6. I am now 26. 20 years of golf crystallised yesterday. Hole in one.

Conditions were perfect, warm Auckland day, slight right to left breeze. 121-meter par 3, 4th at The Grange. My first 3 holes were aiight – bogey, par, par – but, I had been striking the ball well and was feeling well rested (having returned from nine days in Samoa that morning). (more…)

Torn between golf, fatherhood, and the 19th

// October 18th, 2010 // 1 Comment » // Profile, Quirky

Facebook's banned in the Gisborne Herald newsroom.

During a recent trip home to see Mum in Sunny Gisy, I crossed paths with an old golfing friend, Chris Taewa, and briefly got to see how fatherhood had changed his life – he hadn’t played that day, but I still found him in the 19th…toddler in tow. I followed up our reunion with an email to remind him that he’s still my favourite golf journalist for the Royal & Ancient Gisborne Herald – I hope you enjoy his subsequent email as much as I did. With a bit of luck Master Taewa might be kind enough to share more of his wit with us in future. (more…)

The MMI – Edition 7

// October 15th, 2010 // 1 Comment » // Quirky

Golfers come in all shapes, sizes and colours. No, I’m not referring to John Daly, Corey Pavin and Tiger Woods. I’m referring to a bunch of thirty-somethings who trek to New Zealand’s Coromandel for their annual golfing pilgrimage called the MMI (The Michael Morton Invitational). It’s strange what can happen when golf becomes a side show of a boozy weekend away where kids and jobs are a distant memory. Yes, these are the same folk that chuckle at the word handicap. Enough of the digs though, Michael Morton take the stage and share with mrbojumbles the grass roots tourney that’s gripping the underbelly of New Zealand golf. (more…)