The forecast for today and Friday looks great. How about a round of golf.
Mornings – 18 holes w/cart $21 and 9 holes w/cart or 9 holes w/cart for $15
Afternoons – 18 holes w/cart $30 and 9 holes w/cart for $17.50
Make a tee time online at pinevalleyohio.com or give us a call 330-335-3375
Dear Abby,
I’ve never written to you before, but I really need your advice. I have suspected for some time now that my wife has been cheating on me. The usual signs. Phone rings but if I answer, the caller hangs up. My wife has been going out with “the girls” a lot recently although when I ask their names she always says, “Just some friends from work, you don’t know them.”
I always try to stay awake to look out for her coming home, but I usually fall asleep. Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just didn’t want to know the truth, but last night she went out again and I decided to really check on her. Around midnight, I decided to hide in the garage behind my golf clubs so I could get a good view of the whole street when she arrived home from a night out with “the girls”.
It was at that moment, crouching behind my clubs, that I noticed that the graphite shaft on my driver appeared to have a hairline crack right by the club head.
Is this something I can fix myself or should I take it back to the pro shop where I bought it?
Signed,
Perplexed
For most of the round the golfer had argued with his caddy about club selection, but the caddy always prevailed.
Finally on the 17th hole, a 185-yard par three into the wind, the caddy handed the golfer a 4-wood and the golfer reacted.
“I think it’s a 3-iron,” said the golfer.
“No, sir it’s a 4-wood,” said the caddy.
“Nope, it’s definitely a 3-iron.”
So the golfer set up, took the 3-iron back slowly, and struck the ball perfectly. It tore through the wind, hit softly on the front of the green, and rolled up two feet short of the pin.
“See,” said the caddy. “I told you it wasn’t enough club.”
If you have been trying to reach us by phone, we are open but our phone line is down. Hopefully it will be fixed today. If you would like to make a tee time you can go to our website pinevalleyohio.com and book it or call me on my cell phone 330-205-8120.
Thanks,
Steve Combs, General Manager
Dorlon Golf Club in Columbia Station is the latest public golf course to close their doors. after 49 years on Saturday. This makes what we are doing here at Pine Valley such a labor of love. Michael and Lisa didn’t want to see Pine Valley go the way of Dorlon, or Skyland or Astrohurst. The mission here at Pine Valley is to return it to it’s glory days and make it a fantastic public golf course and all though we have gotten off to a bumpy start we will reach that goal. If you or someone you know has played at Dorlon and needs a new home golf course please make sure you share this post and any of our post with them. If you know someone who was in a league at Dorlon give them our information, we would love to host their league. 
Two friends went out to play golf and were about to tee off when one of them noticed his partner had just the one golf ball.
“Don’t you have at least one other golf ball?”, he asked.
The other guy replied that no, he only needed the one.
“Are you sure?”, the friend persisted. “What happens if you lose that ball?”
The other guy replied: “This is a very special golf ball. I won’t lose it so I don’t need another one.”
“Well,” the friend asked, “what happens if you miss your shot and the ball goes in the lake?”
“That’s okay,” he replied, “this special golf ball floats. I’ll be able to retrieve it.”
“Well, what happens if you hit it into the trees and it gets lost among the bushes and shrubs?”
The other guy replied, “That’s okay too. You see, this special golf ball has a homing beacon. I’ll be able to get it back – no problem.”
Exasperated, the friend asks: “Okay. Let’s say our game goes late, the sun goes down, and you hit your ball into a sand trap. What are you going to do then?”
“No problem,” says the other guy, “you see, this ball is fluorescent. I’ll be able to see it in the dark.”
Finally satisfied that he needs only the one golf ball, the friend asks: “Hey, where did you get a golf ball like that anyway?”
The other guy replies: “I found it.”
Our Superintendent Scott and grounds crew member Rich working on getting the 18 th green back to life.
A man and his wife are playing the 5th hole at their club when he slices his drive so far to the right it rolls into an equipment barn. He finds the ball and plans to take a drop when she says, “Let me go down to the other end of the barn and hold the door open. Then you can hit your ball through the door and back to the fairway.”
He thinks this is a good idea, so she holds the door. He takes a big swing, but rather than flying through the door, the ball hits her in the head and kills her.
A year later, the same man and his new bride are playing the same hole when he again slices the ball into the shed. He finds it and plans to take an unplayable lie when she says, “Let me go down to the other end of the barn and hold the door open. Then you can hit your ball through the door and back to the fairway.”
He looks at her, shakes his head, and explains, “No way. The last time I tried that, I took a triple bogey on this hole!”
We got almost an inch of much needed rain yesterday but we are open today. Don’t let the forecast fool you. Cal
l in and make a tee time or do it online at our websiteWe look forward to seeing you.
GOLF JOKE #5
Miguel and Wesley are playing golf at their favorite course, but on every hole they are being held up by a two-ball of women who are always half a hole ahead.
The women are great golfers, but they are playing terribly slow. Finally, after watching the women in the distance as they stood over their putts for what seemed like an eternity, Wesley decided to do something.
“I’ll walk ahead and ask them if we can play through,” Wesley said. He set off down the fairway, walking towards the women. But when he got halfway, he stopped, turned around and headed back to where Miguel waited.
“Can’t do it,” Wesley said, sounding mighty embarrassed. “One of them is my wife and the other is my mistress!”
“OK,” Miguel said with understanding. “Then I’ll go ask them.”
Miguel started up the fairway, only to stop halfway and turn back.
“What’s wrong?” Wesley asked when Miguel got back.
To which Miguel could only reply: “Small world, isn’t it?”