b3GS
09-04-2007, 09:35 AM
ONLY A GOLFER WOULD UNDERSTAND THIS STORY
It was a sunny morning, a little before 8.00am, on the first hole of a busy course, and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the club house loud speaker,
"Would the gentleman on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee please!"
I could feel every eye on the course looking at me.
I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.
Again the announcement, "Would the man on the woman's tee kindly back up to the men's tee."
I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating,
When once more, the Man yelled, "Would the man on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee,! please !"
I finally stopped, turned, cupped my hands and shouted back . .
"Would the ******* with the microphone kindly keep quiet and let me play my second shot!"
:chuckle:chuckle
It was a sunny morning, a little before 8.00am, on the first hole of a busy course, and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the club house loud speaker,
"Would the gentleman on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee please!"
I could feel every eye on the course looking at me.
I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.
Again the announcement, "Would the man on the woman's tee kindly back up to the men's tee."
I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating,
When once more, the Man yelled, "Would the man on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee,! please !"
I finally stopped, turned, cupped my hands and shouted back . .
"Would the ******* with the microphone kindly keep quiet and let me play my second shot!"
:chuckle:chuckle