THE BAD GOLFERS ASSOCIATION CHARITIES
Len Ciriello, Chairman
The BGA Charities Fund was established in 2010. It is a vehicle, supported by Members of The BGA, to assist charities identified by BGA Members. Periodically, Members' golf day winnings, and other special events proceeds, are donated to the Fund.The Fund volunteer founding members were: Len Ciriello, Chairman, Joe O'Lear RIP George Lowell RIP, John Rowan (Retired) and BGA Commissioner Jim Remler.
Year-To-Date 2020 Donations.
Daystar - - - - - - - - - - - - - $1,800
Backpack Blessings - - - $3,600
Cystic Fibrosis - - - - - - - $3,000
Community Food Bank - -$2,331
2019 BGA CHARITIES
BACKPACK BLESSINGS-$3,210
CASA----------------------------$1,940
CYSTIC FIBROSIS - --------$3,200
DAYSTAR ----------------------$1,900
FAMILY RESOURCE -------$2,135
TOTAL - 2019 ---------------$12,385
TOTAL 2010 - 2020 --------$75,106
The following Charities have been supported by BGA Members:
Blessings in a Backpack
Boys and Girls Clubs
CASA
Day Star & Day Star Tools for Schools
Family Resource Center
Golf for Cystic Fibrosis
Homeless Veterans Shelter
Hospice-Worcester MA-Primo Tallarida - (RIP)
Rotondo Fund Golf Scramble
Salvation Army-Citrus County
Smile Train
St. Luke Childrens Hospital
Sunny Shores Sea Camp
Summer Golf Camp Program -CHG&CC
Thanksgiving Feeding Alliance
Youth Scholarship
Ode to Golf - Thanks to Joe Matt for adding this to our BGA Web Site.
In My Hand I Hold A Ball,
White And Dimpled, And Rather Small.
Oh How Bland It Does Appear,
This Harmless Looking Little Sphere.
By Its Size I Could Not Guess,
Or The Awesome Strength It Does Possess.
But Since I Fell Beneath Its Spell,
I've Wandered Through The Fires Of Hell.
My Life Has Not Been Quite The Same,
Since I Chose To Play This Stupid Game.
It Rules My Mind For Hours On End,
A Fortune It Has Made Me Spend.
It Has Made Me Curse And Made Me Cry,
And Hate Myself And Want To Die.
It Promises Me A Thing Called Par,
If I Hit It Straight And Far.
To Master Such A Tiny Ball,
Should Not Be Very Hard At All.
But My Desires The Ball Refuses,
And Does Exactly As It Chooses.
It Hooks And Slices, Dribbles And Dies,
And Disappears Before My Eyes.
Often It Will Have A Whim,
To Hit A Tree Or Take A Swim.
With Miles Of Grass On Which To Land,
It Finds A Tiny Patch Of Sand.
Then Has Me Offering Up My Soul,
If Only It Would Find The Hole.
It's Made Me Whimper Like A Pup,
And Swear That I Will Give It Up.
And Take To Drink To Ease My Sorrow,
But The Ball Knows ... I'll Be Back Tomorrow.
Author unknown
THE GOLF BALL SONG
Thanks to Ray Boudreau for this one.
Since I Chose To Play This Stupid Game.
It Rules My Mind For Hours On End;
A Fortune It Has Made Me Spend.
It Has Made Me Curse And Made Me Cry,
To Master Such A Tiny Ball,
And Hate Myself And Want To Die.
It Promises Me A Thing Called Par,
If I Hit It Straight And Far.
But My Desires The Ball Refuses,
Should Not Be Very Hard At All.
And Does Exactly As It Chooses.
It Hooks And Slices, Dribbles And Dies,
And Disappears Before My Eyes.
Often It Will Have A Whim,
To Hit A Tree Or Take A Swim.
With Miles Of Grass On Which To Land,
It Finds A Tiny Patch Of Sand.
Then Has Me Offering Up My Soul,
If Only It Would Find The Hole.
It's Made Me Whimper Like A Pup,
And Swear That I Will Give It Up.
And Take To Drink To Ease My Sorrow,
But The Ball Knows ... I'll Be Back Tomorrow.
A recent study found that the average golfer
Walks about 900 miles a year.
Another study found that golfers drink, on
average, 22 gallons of alcohol a year.
This means that, on average, golfers get about
41 miles to the gallon!
Kind of makes you proud. Almost makes you
Feel like a hybrid. . ...
BGA ANTHEM
Author - Jerry McClernon
2013
(Tune – You’re a Grand Old Flag)
WE ARE BAD BUT PROUD
SO FOR CRYING OUT LOUD
WHEN YOU SEE US GET OUT OF THE WAY
GOLF IS OUR GAME
AND IT’S A SHAME
SO FEW OF US KNOW HOW TO PLAY
WHEN WE HOOK AND SLICE
YOU MIGHT PAY THE PRICE
YOU’RE IN DANGER IF YOU STAY
THIS IS A CLUE
WE’RE WARNING YOU
HERE COMES THE BGA
WE ARE SHORT
WE ARE TALL
WE ARE BAD GOLFERS ALL
TEE IT UP, GRAB A CLUB, SWING AWAY
WHERE DID IT GO? WE DON’T KNOW
WE’LL NEVER FIND IT TODAY
IN THE TREES, IN THE ROUGH
IN THE LAKE – THAT’S ENOUGH
THAT’S WHY WE TAKE ALL DAY
STROKE SEVENTEEN
NOWHERE NEAR THE GREEN
WE ARE THE BGA