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When I was deployed in Shindand Afghanistan back in 2012 there was one moment that really stood out to me that I really enjoyed. It was the end of the tour and I was finishing closing up the S6 shop (which was inside of a conex. All of a sudden a buddy of mine opens up the metal door and talks me into hitting gold balls into the field outside the wire. He had somehow gotten his hands on a box full of golf balls and a handful of clubs. E4 mafia and the strange shit they dig up.
Anyways we climb on top of the conex and start driving the balls off into the field. The sun is just starting to set and it bathed the desert in this nice red and a cool breeze was whisping through the sand. It was gorgeous. I was on the 7th ball when all of a sudden I hear the cold voice of my SGM.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?!?!?" he shouted up at us as he charged out of the TOC and ran towards the shop. I thought I was sure to die. He pauses, looks at me, looks at the club, then looks back at me. "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOLFING INTO THE FIELD RIGHT NOW?"
"Yes, SGM," I replied, frozen in my spot and not knowing what to do.
"Well damn," SGM said. "Then you might as well learn to do it correctly. Your holding that club completely wrong. Someone give me a hand so I can UNclusterfuck this specialists' technique."
We pulled the SGM on top of the conex with us and he showed us how to golf correctly and then he took a club and joined us. Shortly after, the chaplain and a bunch of other senior leaders joined us and before you know it we had quite the crowd taking turns hitting golf balls into the field. It was a great time and a great way to end the tour.
The picture provided is one taken of me while I was golfing.
Anyways we climb on top of the conex and start driving the balls off into the field. The sun is just starting to set and it bathed the desert in this nice red and a cool breeze was whisping through the sand. It was gorgeous. I was on the 7th ball when all of a sudden I hear the cold voice of my SGM.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?!?!?" he shouted up at us as he charged out of the TOC and ran towards the shop. I thought I was sure to die. He pauses, looks at me, looks at the club, then looks back at me. "ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOLFING INTO THE FIELD RIGHT NOW?"
"Yes, SGM," I replied, frozen in my spot and not knowing what to do.
"Well damn," SGM said. "Then you might as well learn to do it correctly. Your holding that club completely wrong. Someone give me a hand so I can UNclusterfuck this specialists' technique."
We pulled the SGM on top of the conex with us and he showed us how to golf correctly and then he took a club and joined us. Shortly after, the chaplain and a bunch of other senior leaders joined us and before you know it we had quite the crowd taking turns hitting golf balls into the field. It was a great time and a great way to end the tour.
The picture provided is one taken of me while I was golfing.
Edited 10 y ago
Posted 10 y ago
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Toward the end of my last deployment, I spent over a week shredding years and years of old documents that had been accumulating in the 4 shop on Basrah. By the time I was done, I had around 20 huge plastic garbage bags full. The walls in our TOC did not go all the way to the ceiling, so one night a couple of us dumped every single one of those bags over the top of the wall into our BN CO's office. The next morning when he opened the door he was covered in an avalanche of shredded paper. He was not pleased and it took us all day to get it cleaned up, but it was definitely worth it.
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Man, that's a great story. What a cathartic way to end a deployment. For us, it was lighting cigars off of burning classified documents as we packed up. I think your story is better.
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SGT Joshua Young
I love cigars though. Smoked through a ton of Al's cognac cigars while on deployment
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