Welcome to the Men's Stag Night 2018 Season

Sep 12, 2018 | Posted by Jeff Roy

Queasy Ryder

I have had the privilege of attending The Masters 3 times, 2007, 2008 and 2009. I will not try and describe to you what it's like to walk the hallowed grounds of Augusta. No words can be written that will ever come close to the actual experience. However, something akin to a life alter experience happened to me in 2008 that I would like to share.

In getting to the course on this sunny day my companion and I made our way to the putting green just in front of the clubhouse. We stood watching a couple of early players as they did their best to figure out how to putt on greens faster than the asphalt that we were standing on. That is when we heard a voice. We looked around and found the owner of the voice was no other than David Feherty. Someone who I have admired from afar for some time and who happens to be one of my favorite golf writers. I believe I have read all that he has ever written. My favorite is one of his early works which is perfectly titled, “Somewhere in Ireland. A Village is Missing an Idiot.” When days go bad, picking up one of his books brings a sense of sanity back into this often-cruel world made even crueler by the game we love to hate.

Thinking of that fateful encounter brought me to thinking ahead to the much-anticipated golfing event that comes to us every two years, yes, the Ryder Cup. That thinking brought me to an article written by none other than Mr. Feherty for Golf Magazine way back in 1997. In this article he recounts his 1991 Ryder Cup appearance. What I found interesting was in the article he recounts a conversation with playing partner Sam Torrance. In his own words he describes the first hole;

“I held up okay until I got to the first green. By then it became obvious that putting was going to be a problem. I could get away with flinching my bigger muscles into something that resembled a golf swing, thus fooling most people into thinking that I was cool, calm, and not quite hysterical, but when it came down to controlling the smaller motor impulses, there was obviously a rogue neuron in charge somewhere. On my first attempt with the flat stick, my muscles came to an almost unanimous decision: Everything moved except my bowels (and believe me, it was damn close).

On the way to the next tee Sam, always the diplomat, comforted me with the words, “If you don’t pull yourself together, I’m going to join them, and you can play all three of us, you useless bastard.” I was understandably galvanized.”

With the title of “useless bastard” branded upon him by Mr. Torrance (as so many of us, myself included for leading the league in said category) I move that David Feherty be given lifetime membership in all future Stag Night games going forward.

You can read the entire article for yourself, it's typical Feherty at his best!




Sep 5, 2018 | Posted by Jeff Roy

You Can’t Make This Stuff UP!

While my good friend Art and I were warming up last night for our Stag Night reunion tour today. (try saying that after 3 Sinister Ministers) Suffice it to say we were playing the Serpent and doing our absolute best on taming the wild beast when a memory from the past came rushing into my not so fertile mind. Art and I were simply discussing some of the strange things people do on a golf course, playing or not. It was at this very moment in our conversation that I began to be transported back in time to a golf course not so far from here.

I picked the title since that is the motto out on the PGA Tour, “you just can’t make this stuff up.” You see the story unfolds like any other golf story. You have golfers on the course, each doing their best to hit that one shot that will bring them back again and again. Well this particular Saturday morning was no different until I got a call over the radio that simply stated, “Fries, go to channel 2.” Channel 2 was designated for only 4 radios out of the 10 we used daily. Me and my 3 Assistant Professionals. Going to channel 2 was never a good thing, most of the time. This one time was truly an exception.

The Golf Shop received a phone call from the 10th fairway. (aren’t cell phones wonderful) As this foursome approached the green they saw what can only be described as “no, not on a golf course!”  This foursome found themselves staring at a lovely young couple. Who for whatever reason decided to park their car on the side of the road, hop the fence and dash into the grove of pine trees directly behind the 10th green.

When the call came over my radio to go to channel 2, it was to inform me that an unknown male and a female where engaging in, well use your imagination. But they performed this one act play in front of no less than 8 golfers. What was I to do? I decided that speed was of the essence, so I dispatched the closest adult I could fine to the scene. This gentleman that I dispatched to the scene was the ultimate in manners, good taste and customer service. What I couldn’t tell him over channel 1 was what he was driving into as he headed to the trees behind the 10th green. He would have to figure that out for himself, he was on his own. But I had faith in him and in his ability to handle any situation thrown at him, come what may.

I stood on the 10th tee waiting for this gentleman to report back from his assignment. I wanted to hear how he handled this rather unusual predicament. As I watched him approach, I could not help but notice the seriousness on his face and immediately inquired as to what was the out come of his rendezvous with this young couple and their ill-timed hanky-panky. This is were you can’t make this up.

He explained it this way. He politely went up to the young man and tapped him on his bare shoulder and simply stated, “when your through would you mind getting dressed and quietly leave the golf course.” To which the young man replied, “I will be through in a minute.” Low and behold, he kept to his word. The two strolled out of the trees and hopped over the fence all the while getting dressed along the way.

There you have it. One for the record books. Cross that off your Bucket List. One romantic interlude on a crowded golf course on a Saturday morning no less. Who would have thunk it. Awe they do say that love is blind.

Silly me, my only fear was I hope the young man have enough sunblock on his behind!



Aug 30, 2018 | Posted by Connor Buchanan

Playoffs?!? You Talkin' Bout Playoffs???

     You heard the man... It's time to grow your beards cause we're headin’ to the Post Season!  How does it all work, you ask?  Well, this nifty Q & A that should explain it perfectly;

Stag Night Playoffs  -  Q & A

Q: What is the format?

A: The format of our Playoffs is similar to the FedExCup format, yet is still accompanied by the participation points.  Simply stated, each team competes against the other teams for a piece of the weekly purse, which is represented by points.  The lower your team's score, the more points your team will earn for that particular week.


Q: What happens to the points my team earned during the regular season?

A: Teams will start the playoffs with the same number of points they accumulated during the Regular Season.


Q: How are the points distributed during the playoffs?

Position Playoff Week One Playoff Week Two Playoff Week Three
1 30 38 47
2 26 33 41
3 22 28 34
4 18 23 28
5 14 18 22
6 10 13 16
7 6 8 9
8 2 3 3


Q: Will participation still count?

A: Absolutely! Participation Points will be added to the Performance Points listed above.


Q: What does it all mean, man?

A: The team in 1st place at the conclusion of the Playoffs will be our Stag Night Champions!  A distinction that admittedly carries little weight out in the real world.  Beyond that, not a whole hell of a lot.


Q: How long will the playoffs run?

A: The playoffs will run for three weeks - Wednesday September 5th, Wednesday September 12th and Wednesday September 19th.


That is all,



Aug 29, 2018 | Posted by Jeff Roy

The King takes a Shower

The King takes a Shower


While flying out to Calgary this past Saturday to visit with family I had the time reflect on random things that popped into my ever starving brain. One of those random things was the life of Arnold Palmer. Having had the privilege to meet the man twice and each time Mr. Palmer was polite, courteous and professional. This got me to thinking about an early life of mine at a club not to far from here and how a seemly innocent renovation project could have such significance.

I was transported back in time when the club decided to give the Men’s locker room a much-needed facelift. The old and tired room was going to be brought up to more modern standards. During the reconstruction phase an event occurred out of public view that had a rather profound impact on me.

You see I consider the locker room a sanctuary of sorts, a place to escape even for a short time from the trappings of a troubled and often cruel game, much like the calm after a storm.

The Club had the great distinction of hosting three National and one Provincial championship up to that point in time. The 1972 Canadian Open brought the best of the best from that day, with the only exception missing being Jack Nicklaus. The club hosted the likes of Lee Trevino, Gary Player, Arnold Palmer, and Canada’s own George Knudson. With a full field of the best players in the world, one can only imagine the locker room banter that took place among these world class players. It was Gay Brewer who came out on top in 1972 to best the field with a 9 under par at the completion of the 72nd hole tournament.

It has been well documented that during the 1972 Canadian Open the showers were well used to clean up after the heat of the July sun brought out a little more perspiration than one might have expected when playing up here in “Canada, eh.” One such player who was a regular to the shower stalls was the “King” himself, Mr. Arnold Palmer. Making the walk of walks from Bay 7 to the showers and back was no small feat, even for a king. But it is said he did so with grace and style, and without even a stumble.

This brings me to my moment of moments when walking through the renovated chaos of the construction, I happened upon a lone worker eagerly swinging a sledge hammer and smashing the tiled cinder blocks of the old shower stalls. It then occurred to me this lone worker was demolishing a well-used piece of the club’s history and he wasn’t even aware of it.

I asked him, “Would it be too much to ask for you to stop your smashing of these tiles and blocks just for a minute?” Seeing the look on his face, I immediately realized his bewilderment, and had to clarify my request.

“You see the showers stalls in which you are destroying were once used by one of the greatest golfers of all time, Arnold Palmer. It is only fitting to stop and ponder the significance of that lone and simple act of a daily shower and who it was who stood in these very stalls.” 

To my surprise this good man not only stopped, he stood erect and removed his cap, as did I, and we both drank in the moment. Through sheer reverence and respect, no words were spoken, until I finally bid him to, “Carry on.” I then turned and headed up to the Grillroom to complete my assignment, which was to see what was for lunch.

There you have it; a hallowed bit of history, but one might think twice when they enter a club’s locker room and ponder where they stand and who it could have been who stood there in days gone by.

See everyone next week,




Aug 22, 2018 | Posted by Jeff Roy

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God Bless My Captain!

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Rules they be a’ changing!

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This Week's Hi-Lights...

Low Team


Stan s Team

Luke s Team

Low Gross

Ken Burke Sr.

Low Net

Net Flight : Handicap Range 0 to 9

Keith Huntingdon

Net Flight : Handicap Range 10 to 40


David Drummond

Larry Layne


Gross Flight +3 to 9.0

Skin Value: $92.00

Randy Mackay

Gross Flight 10.0 to 25.0

Skin Value: $2.25

Joe Biamonte

Larry Layne

Darryl MacMicken

Ricky Thompson

Money List
Pos. Name Winnings
1 Ken Burke Sr. $74.33
2 Chris Rivando $62.8
3 Sunny Tutti $49.17
4 Jeff Roy $46
5 Kevin Dobbs $43.33
6 Bryan Hilborn $37
7 Randy Mackay $35
8 Brian Friedlein $27.34
9 John Carbone $27
10 Jeff Galipeau $26
11 Ted Kicinski $20
12 Paul Putney $19.91
13 Bryan Foebel $19.5
14 Gord Tellier $18.5
15 Rick Heywood $16.45
16 Gary Pinelli $15.17
17 Earl Tobias $14.75
18 Kevin Hall $14.3
19 Roger Beck $14.05
T20 Barrie Wilson $14
T20 Phil Clough $14
T20 Michael Ker $14
T20 Brian Pye $14
T24 Rick Desjardins $13.67
T24 Ron Lindhorst $13.67
T24 Ed Bogucki $13.67
27 Gary Rodgers $13.03
28 Mike Boulard $10
T29 Jim Hollingshead $9.25
T29 Bob Beck $9.25
T31 Ron Lee $8.5
T31 Jim Huntingdon $8.5
33 Tom Moffatt $7.47
34 Dean Miller $7.45
T35 Dennis VanBrussel $7.25
T35 Marty Smits $7.25
T37 Jindy Bains $6.8
T37 Fred Moreau $6.8
T39 Art Cunningham $6.67
T39 David Drummond $6.67
T41 Asger Skrubbeltrang $5.33
T41 John Pool $5.33
43 Stan Sigut $4.5
44 Kent Sauder $4.25
45 Darryl MacMicken $2.6
46 Garry Patrick $2
47 Michael Behm $0.5
T48 Jeff Airhardt $0
T48 Luke Nieuwland $0
T48 Lou Nieuwland $0
T48 Dave Humber $0
T48 Bill Ayotte $0
T48 Joe Biamonte $0
T48 Lonnie Daradick $0
T48 Bob Desjardins $0
T48 Carmine Guadagno $0
T48 Mark Hardy $0
T48 Ricky Thompson $0
T48 Marc Huminilowycz $0
T48 Keith Huntingdon $0
T48 Larry Layne $0
T48 Steve Mester $0
T48 John Sider $0
Total Payout $817.01