It was supposed to be a routine drive off the 10th tee, but Bob's errant swing sent his ball flying into the underbrush, where it was last seen rolling away with a pack of wild boars.
Onlookers covered their faces in horror as Bob frantically waved his arms and shouted "I meant to do that!" while trying to get the attention of the nearby golf cart, which was occupied by a bemused groundskeeper sipping a thermos of coffee.
The crowd's gasps were compounded by the sight of Bob's cart, which had gotten stuck in the mud while trying to get a better view of the hole.
As Bob's scorecard was being filled out, he was overheard muttering something about "just one bad drive" and "I'm just getting back on track."
On to the next hole, where disaster is sure to strike again.
