Tank McNamara by Bill Hinds for October 06, 2024

A few years back I made an approach shot on a long par-4. The ball went over a rise near the green, so neither my partner nor I could see it land on the green. Upon reaching the green we searched for more than five minutes, but couldn’t find my ball. While I continued looking my partner started to putt his ball. When removing the flag he found my ball in the hole! I never was too good at golf, but I still cherish the memory of the one eagle I made.

I would, too! And for the great colors alone!!

One time I managed to drive a short par 4. I then managed to 3-putt. Another time I out-drove my foursome. I shanked the second shot. The only eagle I ever made was when I was playing alone. Capricious golf gods indeed.

Why golf sucks you in: Every ten tears you make a shot like a pro.

Not at all. It’s wonderful!

Maybe I should try golfing.

On last might’s SNL, the only good sketch was the golf one, where the golfer first kills a bald eagle in flight, then destroys the eagle’s nest & then when the caddie put the stick back in the hole, it speared a small animal.The rest of the show sucked, like usual, except for Update!

knowing me that approach shot would’ve ended up going so far right that even Ann Coulter would think it was too far right

Some days it all comes together, it’s what gets you going back to the torment;-)

There may not be crying in baseball, but there seems to be a lot of it in golf…

Golf: a good walk, spoiled.

I was in the trees once on a par 4 with a pond in front of the green. My brother said to just punch out, but I said I thought I could get it to the green. I just cleared the water hitting the front of the green and rolling to a few inches. Easy birdie.

Lovely concept.

Is that Old Tom Morris on the right? I can’t identify the one in the kilt. (I read about the early golfers when I stayed in Edinburgh a long time ago.)

It takes a lot of balls to play golf like me.