I live in a snooty area. Why? Because the schools are outstanding. And I'm a snob (not really, but it's easier to say that than to explain the chain of events that lead to me living in a snooty area). The town where I live is home to one of the top golf courses in the world--Muirfield Village. It is one of the first golf courses that Jack Nicklaus designed, he still has a home on the course, and every year that course hosts the PGA's Memorial Tournament--sometime's referred to as golf's 5th major. This year, the course will host the President's Cup--a biennially golf tournament pitting a team of the best U.S. golfers against a team from the rest of the world (minus Europe--which apparently doesn't count as part of the rest of the world, or something). Because residents of Muirfield Village have been known to 'sneak' around the temporary orange plastic fences the course erects every year to keep out the riff-raff, for the President's Cup, the tournament directors decided to erect a more permanent, higher, and less penetrable six-mile wrought-iron barrier with imposing looking spikes on top.
But it appears that Muirfield's attempr to keep out the free-riders has imposed an unintended costs:
Some Muirfield Village residents don’t like the black iron fence that was constructed in July to separate their backyards from the Muirfield golf course.
They say the pointy-tipped enclosure looks more like a fence for a graveyard than one for a prestigious golf course. They say they bought their homes for access to a parklike setting and to watch elite golf.
And they really didn’t expect the dead deer.
At least twice this month, deer have died after trying to jump the 5-foot fence. One was impaled on the fence’s finials and left hanging. The other, found with broken legs, was put down by Dublin police.
via www.dispatch.com
Oops.
