golf dont call me a fool
Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 8:21 am
with all the ryder cup golf going on at the moment , it reminded me of last summer , when sue( my partner ) we went to our local pitch and putt par 27 9 hole golf course its got the usual lakes , bunkers etc its not a bad afternoon out IF you like golf , sue is my best friend as well as being my gf ans we have been together 10 years on and off ( she starts on and i go off )
but she is really really competitive and she makes john McEnroe look like a good loser , 1st tee i take my shot not bad near the green sue takes her shot whoosh she misses the ball i try not to even smile if i do she is such a bad loser she will get the hump the day will be ruined , 3 more air shots then she hits the ball 10 feet she is not happy i walk on a bit facing the other way out of the corner of my eye i see her pick the ball up and throw it 35 feet to the edge of the green i pretend i did not see it , i take my shot next to the pin she takes her shot 10 feet past the pin , i sink my put , she takes her shot 10 feet past the pin the other way , she is bright red in temper i can feel a horrible belly laugh deep in my stomach i manage to control it for if i laugh now she will storm off , she takes another shot 5 feet past the other way this goes on for several shots , she is cursing under her breath , i look away if i dont laugh soon i,m gona bust a gut out of the corner of my eye i see her take a shot its going way to fast its gona go miles but no she stops it with her foot and kicks it in , the urge to laugh now is almost too much to stand yet some how i dont i write 4 on my score card i dont even ask for hers she says that was a 5 , i know it was closer to 55 i say nothing i write it down i dont look at her for if i do i will laugh and the temper she is in that 7 iron would make a nasty imprint on my head ,
2nd hole , i try and do a bad shot to save the peace i cant believe it its gone right on the green normally a shot like that i'd be jumping up and down i say nothing not a trace of emotion on my face she goes to take her shot woosh ,air shot, woosh,air shot ,woosh , air shot but on the way back from taking her shot she connects with the ball it goes flying onto another fairway she storms over to get i hear the faint wack of some one hitting the ball and sweetly at that followed by a loud FORE get out of the way this golf ball just misses her she is going mad she comes back going mad what sort of man are you letting that guy call your girlfriend a fool throws down her clubs and storms off i stand there confused then i get it he said FORE to get her to move she thinks he has called her a fool , i burst into fits of laughter so bad i cant even stand up it takes me a good 20 minutes to get back to the car where she is sat on the bonnet (hood) coz the keys where in her golf bag and i,m still crying with laughter i explain it to her and she finally sees the funny side but we dont go playing golf no more
but she is really really competitive and she makes john McEnroe look like a good loser , 1st tee i take my shot not bad near the green sue takes her shot whoosh she misses the ball i try not to even smile if i do she is such a bad loser she will get the hump the day will be ruined , 3 more air shots then she hits the ball 10 feet she is not happy i walk on a bit facing the other way out of the corner of my eye i see her pick the ball up and throw it 35 feet to the edge of the green i pretend i did not see it , i take my shot next to the pin she takes her shot 10 feet past the pin , i sink my put , she takes her shot 10 feet past the pin the other way , she is bright red in temper i can feel a horrible belly laugh deep in my stomach i manage to control it for if i laugh now she will storm off , she takes another shot 5 feet past the other way this goes on for several shots , she is cursing under her breath , i look away if i dont laugh soon i,m gona bust a gut out of the corner of my eye i see her take a shot its going way to fast its gona go miles but no she stops it with her foot and kicks it in , the urge to laugh now is almost too much to stand yet some how i dont i write 4 on my score card i dont even ask for hers she says that was a 5 , i know it was closer to 55 i say nothing i write it down i dont look at her for if i do i will laugh and the temper she is in that 7 iron would make a nasty imprint on my head ,
2nd hole , i try and do a bad shot to save the peace i cant believe it its gone right on the green normally a shot like that i'd be jumping up and down i say nothing not a trace of emotion on my face she goes to take her shot woosh ,air shot, woosh,air shot ,woosh , air shot but on the way back from taking her shot she connects with the ball it goes flying onto another fairway she storms over to get i hear the faint wack of some one hitting the ball and sweetly at that followed by a loud FORE get out of the way this golf ball just misses her she is going mad she comes back going mad what sort of man are you letting that guy call your girlfriend a fool throws down her clubs and storms off i stand there confused then i get it he said FORE to get her to move she thinks he has called her a fool , i burst into fits of laughter so bad i cant even stand up it takes me a good 20 minutes to get back to the car where she is sat on the bonnet (hood) coz the keys where in her golf bag and i,m still crying with laughter i explain it to her and she finally sees the funny side but we dont go playing golf no more