The Wednesday Indoor Golf Winter League - 5 November 2025
Buffalo Ridge was back on the menu this week, and from the very start you could tell it was going to be a weird one.
Mainly because The Sweeney arrived looking like an undercover cop on a stakeout, wearing video glasses… and then, immediately whipped out yet another new putter (an apple green Bettinardi) and started putting on the range before tee off. Just strolling about, rolling putts on the mat like this was all perfectly normal behaviour.
Was it psychological warfare? Was it a bit? Was it just a man who’s decided he’s living in his own golf montage? No one’s quite sure. But it clearly did something.
The Golf (Somehow Still Secondary)
Over 7 holes at Buffalo Ridge, The Sweeney did the unthinkable: he held it together.
Steady tee shots, sensible decisions, no disaster hole, a ham & pineapple pizza, and suddenly he’d gone and bagged his first Wednesday Winter League win. The Ray-Bans recorded it. The range-putting pre-round routine could now, unfortunately, “be a thing”.
In second place, we had Mo-Man, who played rather well and provided a full evening of high-volume banter. Nothing and no one was safe: swings, scores, shot choices – all getting a running review. The golf was tidy, the commentary relentless.
Third went to JustinBounds, who turned up with a very dramatic fake arm injury.
Bit of stretching, a few “oof, that’s sore” faces… then:
- Stayed fully “JustinBounds” all night
- Finished 3rd
- Took the Nearest the Pin
Inspirational comeback story, or suspiciously selective pain? History will decide. What we do know is Rob finally got to officially launch the JustinBounds nickname he’s been sitting on for a year, and he’s not putting it back now.
Where It All Fell Apart
For a while, James PGA looked in the hunt.
Then Buffalo Ridge quietly removed the indoor golf ladder.
A late-round blow-up, a few savage shanks, and he went from contender to proud owner of Most Shanks in record time. Somewhere on a hard drive, The Sweeney’s x-ray specs have that whole meltdown stored in HD. Dangerous knowledge.
The Jockey, meanwhile, decided to get intimately acquainted with every bit of trouble on the course. Hazards, penalties, reloads – you name it, he visited it. He locked up Most Drops with room to spare. Ball count: low. Effort: unquestionable.
AlbaRoss vs The Mullet
AlbaRoss’s big moment had nothing to do with technique and everything to do with timing.
He’s at the top of his backswing, everything quiet…
Then Maverick, who is not playing a single shot but is very much running his own commentary channel, casually drops:
“If I had hair, I’d have a mullet.”
Right in the middle of the swing.
You can fix a slice. You can grind out a better swing path. Recovering from the mental image of Maverick with a mullet mid-backswing? That’s a longer journey. AlbaRoss somehow got the club back to the ball, but the damage was done.
Maverick: No Clubs, All Chaos
Maverick had “taken the night off to reflect on his game”, which in practice meant:
- Watching everyone else whilst chugging countless mugs of tea,
- Commentating on everything. Wrongly,
- Lobbing in rogue lines about mullets at maximum interference points
No shots hit. Maximum disruption achieved. Truly a specialist role.
In Summary
The Sweeney wins in video glasses, after putting on the range and smashing a ham & pineapple pizza – plus more..
Mon-Man finishes 2nd and leads the league in banter per minute
JustinBounds finishes 3rd, wins Nearest the Pin, and bravely battles through a very convenient “arm injury”
James PGA goes from contender to Most Shanks
The Jockey secures Most Drops and a season ticket to the hazards
AlbaRoss tries to swing while imagining Maverick with a mullet
Maverick plays none of the golf and causes most of the chaos
Next week: 7 holes, pizza, beer – and potentially a whole new pre-round putting routine on the range to copy or mock.
