In a dirty alley of precinct 13 in New York. Top Cat, for his friends TC, had managed to get golf clubs.
“TC, do you know how you must play golf?”, asked Choo-Choo, one of the gang members.
“Do I know how to play golf? Of course I do know how to play golf”, said Top Cat.
“How did you get those golf clubs?”, asked Fancy.
“Someone had put them by the trash and I happened to run into it”, was the answer.
“You mean nicked”, reacted Choo-Choo.
Spook checked the clubs and remarked then, “On each club says CD.”
“CD?????”, Top Cat asked amazed.
“Yeah, CD”, answered Spook.
“Then they are of officer Dibble”, said Choo-Choo.
“Then he shouldn’t have put them by the trash”, reacted Top Cat.
Then came Benny the Ball running into the alley with a poster in his hands.
“TC, take a look”, he called enthusiastic.
Top Cat stopped him and grabbed the poster.
“Listen to this guys: Enter this golf tournament and win $500!”, he said.
“That is nice but eh…..”, said Choo-Choo.
“And what is that but?”, asked Top Cat.
“No one can play golf”, said Fancy.
“I will think of a solution”, said Top Cat.
But no matter how he and the other cats thought, they didn’t get a solution for their golf problem.
Suddenly the beat officer Charlie Dibble came walking into the alley. Of course he recognized at once. HIS golf clubs.
“TC! What are you doing with my golf clubs?”, he asked furious.
“Hi officer Dibble”, said Top Cat.
“You know that stealing is forbidden so what are my golf clubs doing here in this dirty alley?”, asked Dibble.
“Well, you see, I came by your trash can and your golf clubs almost got kidnapped by the notorious golf club. I didn’t know where you were so I brought them here. They like it her every much”, answered Top Cat.
“The notorious golf club gang? Never heard of”, Dibble said amazed.
He scratched behind the ear and forgot totally that Top Cat now had his golf clubs.
“Officer Dibble, can you play golf?”, Benny asked suddenly.
“Can I play golf? Of course I can play golf. In my youth I have been 5 times in a row golf champion of my neighborhood”, Dibble bragged proud.
For a moment it was deadly silent but then all cats were rolling on the floor laughing.
“Yeah, yeah just laugh. I will never tell you something again”, Dibble said insulted.
“TC, maybe Dibble can help with our problem”, Choo-Choo said suddenly.
“What problem? To keep you out of the nick for sure?”, asked Dibble.
“No. We want to enter a golf contest whereby the top prize is 500 dollar. But we can’t play golf so not enter either”, answered Top Cat.
“The top prize is 500 dollar? That changes the case. I do want to teach you how to play golf but then I get half of the prize”, said Dibble.
This was a disappointment for Top Cat.
“A quart”, said the gang leader.
“The half of it and otherwise it is off. And then you can say goodbye to that money as well”, said Dibble.
Top Cat looked at the other cats and finally he came down on a peg or two.
“Alright Dribble, eh Dibble, you win. If we win the top prize you get half of the money”, said Top Cat.
“Fine. This afternoon starts the lesson”, said the officer.
He walked on grinning and said to himself, “That will become nothing of course because Top Cat will cheat on everything like usual.”
“Guys, you have heard Dibble. He will teach us how to play golf and the money is ours”, Top Cat said excited.
“TC, the half of it goes to Dibble”, said Benny.
“I will think of something about that”, reacted Top Cat.
“We all have heard it”, answered Brain.
“I haven’t heard that”, was het answer of the gang leader.
Brain repeated it and then he got a smack on his head by Top Cat with a club.
“Sorry TC”, Brain said while he rubbed across the painful spot on his head.
“Gentlemen, we now go to rest because this afternoon we must give a big attempt”, said Top Cat.
He crawled into his trash can and the other cats went to sleep in the alley.
At strictly 1 o’clock Dibble came into the alley.
“Wake up and pay good attention”, he called with a loud voice.
All cats were paying attention well. Dibble got a club, a bal and a tee.
“You put this little thing which is called a tee in the ground and then…..”, began Dibble.
“And then you make a cup of tea”, Top Cat interrupted him.
Of course all cats laughed but Dibble didn’t find it very funny.
“Smart-aleck! You wanted to learn it? Then you must listen. Otherwise Riker’s is waiting for you”, threatened Dibble.
“Ssssssssst”, deed Top Cat did with a finger on his mouth.
All cats listened and looked good at their teacher.
After the long explanation said the officer, “Everyone may do 3 attempts to hit the ball away. Benny may go first because he is the smallest.”
Dibble went to stand at the end of the alley to see how good or how bad they did it. It went wrong with everyone and Dibble had comments on every cat.
“Top Cat, now you may try it”, said the officer.
Of course Top Cat too missed the hit twice but at the third attempt he suddenly got the swing.
He put the ball on the tee and gave the club a swing. He hit the ball and that one hit on its turn…..Dibble!
“TC!”, the officer just called before he became unconscious.
The following moment he fell down. All cats ran to him and looked at the officer who laid in their alley.
“Look at him lying there. Now he is kind of nice”, said Choo-Choo.
“He has never been so silent”, Spook remarked.
“Boys, get a bucket with ice cold water because we must win that contest”, said Top Cat.
Brain and Fancy ran away to get a bucket of water. A moment later they were back.
“Is it very cold water?”, asked Top Cat.
“As cold as it never has been before, TC”, answered Fancy.
“Good. Just throw it into his face then”, said the gang leader
Brain threw the bucket on the face of Dibble who was awake again at once.
“What has happened?”, he asked amazed.
“You were so impressed with out golf talent that you fell asleep”, told Top Cat.
Dibble felt on his head and noticed that he had a big lump on his head.
“If I was so impressed by your golf talent and fell asleep by it, how come that lump on my head then?”, he asked.
“Lump? Which lump?”, Top Cat asked amazed.
“This lump!”, Dibble said angry pointing at a big lump on his head.
“Oh that lump. I thought you meant that lump on your neck”, reacted Top Cat.
This remark made Dibble so angry that he went on with his work. The cats just continued with practicing.
Each day the clubs and balls flew through the alley and each cat began to do it better. Especially Benny outshone his rivals Dibble saw that too who already had forgotten the ball incident.
“Boys, I think that you are good enough to be able to enter that golf contest. Especially Benny is excellent”, Dibble said satisfied about his students.
“I don’t think that”, Top Cat said sober.
“And why don’t you think that?”, Dibble wanted to know.
“I know that for sure”, said Top Cat said laughing.
The day of the contest.
It was a very thrilling contest but with each round a cat had to stop. But Benny did know to reach the final. Via a list the other cats knew to distract the opponent of Benny, officer Prowler, so that their gang member won.
“Congratulations Benny. You have won the money fair and square”, the mayor said who handed out the top prize.
“Thank you sir”, Benny said modest.
Back in the alley said Top Cat, “We are rich guys. We are going to give a big party because Benny is the hero of the day.”
“Make it a small party because I get half of the top prize”, he heard Dibble saying.
“What do you say now? I can’t hear anything now”, answered Top Cat.
“You really aren’t deaf, Top Cat! Give me the half or otherwise you go to an island here close by”, Dibble said threatening.
“But eh, Dribble, do you mean that Benny must give his hard earned money to an officer who keeps on hanging around in an alley instead of working?”, asked Top Cat.
“TC! It is Dibble and yes I mean that!”, the officer said almost being driven wild.
“TC, I think that you better can do it because we soon will live on that island”, said Choo-Choo.
“Alright then. If it was only to be rid of him”, reacted Top Cat.
He gave the officer the half of the money. Dibble received the money and wanted to leave.
“Dibble! Wait a minute because you forget your clubs”, called Top Cat.
Dibble checked if everything was in the golf bag and took it home then.
The cats celebrated in the alley with all the pussycats in the area and this time Dibble didn’t come to complain about the mess and /or the noise.
But Top Cat and his gang never touched a golf club and/or a ball again.