I just found out that I'm scary enough to sop a charging Pit Bull in it's tracks, make it turn tail and run. I was out for a solo round at North Water Tower Park here in Sarasota after none of the usual suspects I bump into up there were present. I had just made my drive and was bending down to out my mini down and grab my driver when I heard something that sounded like someone was running at me. This is the same hole where I've been propositioned my prostitutes, so I figured some "Thug for life" ghetto type dude was coming at me for some reason. I look up and there's a LARGE Pit Bull (every bit of 60, perhaps 80 lbs) About 25 to 30 feet out from me in full charge. It wasn't barking or growling, It wasn't trying to scare me, it was trying to get me. Luckily for me I carry my collapsible fiberglass fishing pole for retrieving discs out of trees. I snatched it up off the ground, and held it at the ready to smack the gliving shit ouf of teh dog's face when it got close enough. at the same time I growled like a Psychotic neanderthal, and shook the fishing pole menacingly. The dog stopped in it's tracks about 10 feet from me, and started barking, I growled louder and swung the pole around a bit. The dog then turned around, and started trotting away. He looked over his shoulder like he might try and come back, so I started running after him Loudly growling , yealling, snarling, and yes even barking. I kept this up for about five minutes as he paced back and forth about 50 yards off barking. I briefly considered going on to hole 6 and playing on through, and pictured myself being mauled and feeling like a dumb ass for not quitting while I was ahead. I warmed all of the other players I saw, and got a cop out there for a report. The Sky Pilots have their Sunday doubles there today. I don't really know any of those guys, but I hope they don't have any trouble with the dog. My wife benefits from all of this because I decided to come home & invite her to go to get a little late breakfast instead of going to another park.