Another Day at the Muni: The Great Cart Controversy

It was shaping up to be a perfectly normal day at the Municipal Golf Course. Except Mother Nature had apparently decided the Muni needed a water feature. Not rain. Not a shower. A MONSOON. The kind of rain that makes you wonder if Noah is taking tee times. The fairways were disappearing, bunkers were becoming swimming pools, and the 9th hole was quickly becoming a recreational lake. Naturally, the Municipal staff decided that driving a 600-pound Yamaha golf cart through saturated turf might not be the best idea. Enter the high school girls' golf coach. He wanted a cart. We said no. He asked why. We explained that the course was basically becoming Lake Muni. He still wanted a cart. Apparently, following his team around a flooded golf course was more important than protecting the course—or possibly keeping the cart from becoming a submarine. We finally had to point out one tiny detail: THE GIRLS ALWAYS WALK. They walk in sunshine. They walk in heat. They walk in cold. They walk when it's miserable. So apparently, on this particular day, the coach emphasized that he always took a cart and should be allowed to have one again. The girls? They were perfectly capable of walking. The coach? Apparently not. There was some negotiating. Some complaining. And probably a little consideration of whether 'No Carts' could somehow be interpreted as 'No Carts Unless You're Really, Really Important.' It couldn't. So the answer remained: NO CART. Because when the golf course has turned into a water park, a golf cart isn't transportation anymore. It's a liability with cup holders. And somewhere under a nice large maple sat a perfectly good Yamaha, wondering why everyone else was allowed to walk but apparently one grown man needed a chariot. Another average day at the Muni.