Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Golf, Anyone?

Riddle (A very old one): A man in prison has a visitor. Afterward a guard asks the inmate who the visitor was. The inmate replies: “Brothers and sisters I have none, but that man’s father is my father’s son.” What’s the relationship between the inmate and the visitor?

I haven’t got a thing to say, so I’ll talk about my golf game, which is wildly uneven lately.  Last Tuesday I went downstairs to a stretching exercise offered by my building.  It lasts about twenty minutes, uses those elastic bands, and is conducted by a physical therapist.  I went immediately from the exercises to the par-three, nine-hole golf course and shot a brilliant game – well, brilliant for me.  Only one par, but the rest were bogies or double bogies, with really long drives right down the middle of the fairway.  Well, one went into a sand trap that flanked the green, but I got the ball out the first try, and it went right up onto the green.  Then it took me two tries to sink it.  On Thursday I played in my league, so beforehand I got out my own elastic band and tried to do the same set of exercises before I went over for the game.  I did better than usual – but not nearly as well as I had on Tuesday.  Sunday the course was booked solid so I went to the driving range and did very badly, being clumsy and uncoordinated.  I’m going to play again today after the stretching exercises.  Anyone care to place a bet on how I’ll do?

Did any of you know there’s a “counter melody” to “Anchors Aweigh”?  I learned it in boot camp a thousand years ago and hadn’t encountered it since.  But it’s on YouTube.  It dates to World War II and begins, “Waves of the Navy, there’s a ship sailing down the bay, And she won’t slip into port again until that victory day . . .”  Very pretty when sung at the same time someone else sings “Anchors Aweigh.”  I bet Betsy Devonshire knows it.  Now if Connor knows “Anchors Aweigh,” I could write a cute scene.

Answer:  The inmate’s visitor was his son.


Linda O. Johnston said...

I never really got into golf, Monica, although the last time I took a lesson, when I was with a group of my corporate peers--quite a while ago!--I was told by the instructor that I had a good swing. Bet it's not so good now!

Monica Ferris said...

I think golf is like a lot of other sports, either you get it or you don't. I don't mean "getting it" means you're good at it, I mean you want to play it even when you aren't good. Report from the links: I played really well today after going over after those stretches.

Monica Ferris said...

By "really well," I mean better than my usual pretty awful game. I actually got a par on the second hole.

Linda O. Johnston said...


Betty Hechtman said...

I have "played" golf a few times. I was terrible, but I didn't care. The golf courses were amazing. One was in Yosemite. The ground was like a sponge and some of the holes were around corners.

The other was in Pebble Beach. It's a small 9 hole course with a fabulous view of Carmel Bay. There is something that looks like Spanish moss hanging on the trees, but it isn't Spanish Moss. And after the course closes you can play for free.