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Well, I have never played golf. I have shot an eagle. Well, actually it was an owl. A hoot in one.
*Putting up the picture of Gene Sarazen may have offended a number of Barry Manilow fans again.
Posted by: man tom | April 04, 2025 at 03:19 PM
Dave, you succeeded in making golf as exciting as watching paint dry, almost. I had to nap in the middle of the piece.
As Mark Twain (supposedly) said, "Golf is a good walk spoiled."
Unless, of course, you are Donald Trump, who never walks more than the five feet from his golf cart to the ball and back.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 04, 2025 at 04:09 PM
People often ask me how I can play golf so much and still be so bad at it.
It takes a lot of balls.
Posted by: Drinking & Driving | April 04, 2025 at 06:17 PM
This may need to be fact checked because I saw no mention of Chy Chy Rodreygwez.
Posted by: Les Nessman | April 04, 2025 at 08:41 PM
Well, there are many ways to make the game more intersting if you've got the Benjamins.
Posted by: Al Czervik | April 04, 2025 at 08:48 PM
Sometimes you need two helos and 25 golfcarts just to get to the greens, but watching the anti-sniper teams riding golfcarts in the entourage was a hoot.
Posted by: Ty Webb | April 04, 2025 at 08:52 PM
Setup line #63:
How do I address the ball?
Posted by: Burt Macklin, FBI | April 04, 2025 at 09:51 PM
If you head over to one of the large membership warehouse stores (rhymes with "Clam's Flub"), you may purchase a vat of pimento cheese large enough to attract a flock of Augusta Junior League members brandishing spreading knives.
Posted by: kwerty | April 04, 2025 at 11:25 PM
The only story about golf that interested me is Arnold Palmer once at the Masters hit a shot that landed on a snake. The reptile refused to move. There was discussion with the score keepers about if Palmer dropped a ball if he would be penalized a shot. Forgot what the decision was. The green jacket didn't fit the snake anyway.
Posted by: The Squirrel Whisperer | April 05, 2025 at 10:48 AM