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.