playing with some relates and friend one time. there were four of us and like 3 foursomes in front of us. no place to go. waiting on every hole. there was a 3 some behind us that had hit into us twice and was acting all douchey like because they had to wait. the third time they hit into us, it was one of their drives and the ball actually went by us 20 yards as we stood on the fairway bullshitting and waiting for the group to get off the green in front of us. my cousin with a short fuse walked over to their ball. took out his 3 wood and hit it right back at them on the box. best damn shot he hit all day. ball skipped twice and went right between their carts. they got in their carts and tore right up to us like shit was gonna go down. then they did some quick math, calculated 4 is more than 3 and probably took a look at a couple of the fellas i was golfing with and changed their mind regarding their approach to the situation. they went back to the box. eventually teed off after we were out of their way. waited about 15 seconds on the fairway for us to clear the green and decided they had had enough. picked up their balls and headed out. i never saw them before that day and never saw them again. i am guessing they found a formula 1 or abandoned course to play on where they felt more comfortable.
I am guilty of teeing up someones drive and hitting it back at them. But to be fair, it was the third time this guy hit into us that day and I wasn't having it anymore. He watched the whole thing unfold and then left without advancing towards my dad and I. Then I seen the ranger come over the hill. I explained the situation, shook hands and finished out round. I would have liked to have mike tyson'd him into the fairway though.