About The Chick

Chapter 1: The Discovery (1991)

The Weed was the brainchild of Alan "Bunty" Burns, a head-banger with a fair pedigree in the game of golf. Whilst on holiday in the summer of 1991 in the Lake District, Alan was passing a craft shop (whilst on the way to the pub) when he spotted a small caricature called Chick Weed.

The amazing thing about the Chick was that his face bore an uncanny resemblance to the bag-of-bones, stroppy barman at the golf club where Alan played. A decision was made to purchase Chick, and a plan to host an annual Chick Weed Trophy was hatched.

Chapter 2: The Debacle (1991–1992)

The initial couple of events, although well supported, were a bit of a melee. Complaints came flooding in from other members unable to get a tee-off time, and the general debacle that ensued in the lounge after the golf didn't exactly help the Weed's reputation with the powers that be.

Matters came to a head in 1992 when the organiser was pulled (not literally) in front of the committee at the November meeting to explain the meaning of the Chick Weed and to enquire as to whether money was being paid to the winner.

Alan put up a stern defence of the Weed and said that the green jacket presented to the winner was a link to the Masters in Augusta — and absolutely did not relate to the green jacket worn by a member of the bar staff. The committee were not impressed.

Chapter 3: The Revolt (1992 AGM)

A letter was posted on the notice-board regarding the committee's decision and stayed there for 3 weeks — until Alan's father, on a Coors-fuelled outburst, tore it from the wall and waved it around his head at the AGM in December.

The legend of the Chick Weed had arrived. 💥

Alan, somewhat disappointed with the reception his tournament had received from the powers that be, decided to pass on the reins to The Great Mont, who has organised it ever since.

Chapter 4: The Earring Years (1994–1995)

In 1994, the Weed was briefly rebranded as "The Earring Championship" after Colin Mackenzie was advised by the then captain that he could not represent the club in the Brand Putter unless he removed his earring.

Colin did not play for the team that year and resigned the following year. By 1995, the trophy was back as the Chick Weed — and was won by one of the most unlikely champions of all time:

Chapter 5: The Legacy (Present Day)

The Weed has gone from strength to strength and is now generally accepted as part of the golfing calendar. The committee now allows the tee to be booked on the morning of the tournament and have even inserted a Huxley mat on the first tee to accommodate the nearest-the-pin competition at 7 o'clock.

This is not a day for the faint-hearted — but once you play, you'll be back, to try and secure the green or pink jacket!