Sunday, April 09, 2006

GOLFIN

A father, son and grandson went to the country club for theirweekly round of golf. Just as they reached the first tee, a beautifulyoung blonde woman carrying her bag of clubs approached them. Sheexplained that the member who brought her to the club for a round ofgolf had an emergency that called him away and asked the trio whether shecan join them. Naturally, the guys all agreed. Smiling, the blonde thankedthem and said, "Look, fellows, I work in a topless bar as a dancer, sonothing shocks me anymore. If any of you wants to smoke cigars, have abeer, bet, swear or tell off-color stories or do anything that younormally do when playing a round together, go ahead. But I enjoy playinggolf, consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to coach me onhow to play my shots. With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to drive first. All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent toplace her ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit the ball270 yards down the middle, right in front of the green. The father's mouth was agape. "That was beautiful," he said. The blonde put her driver away and said, "I really didn't getinto it and I have faded it a little." After the three guys hit theirdrives and their second shots, the blonde took out a nine iron and loftedthe ball within five feet of the hole. (She was closest to the pin.) The son said, "Damn, lady, you played that perfectly." The blonde frowned and said, "It was a little weak. I've lefta tricky little putt." Before tapping in the five-footer for abirdie. Having the honors, she drove first on the second hole andknocked the heck out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away smackin the middle of the fairway. For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued toamaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less onevery hole. When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was threeunder par, and has a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for apar. She turned to the three guys and said, "I really want to thank youall for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me whatclub to use or how to play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'dreally like to break 70 on this course. If any one of you can tell me howto make par on this hole, I'll take him back to my apartment, poursome 25-year old Royal Salute Scotch in him, fix him dinner and then showhim a good time the rest of the night. "The yuppie son jumped at the thought. He strolled across thegreen, carefully eying the line of the putt and finally said,"Honey, aim about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will getover that little hump and break right into the cup. "The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putteras a plumb. "Don't listen to the kid, darlin', you want to hit itsoftly 10 inches to the right and run it left down that little hogback,so it falls into the cup. "The old gray haired grandfather walked over to the blonde'sball, picked it up and handed it to the her and said, "That's agimme, sweetheart. Your car or mine?" AGE WILL TRIUMPH OVER YOUTH AND SKILL EVERY TIME