TD Stories, just like Charlie Murphy

I was floored...so as I begin to tell him about a movie he must see, the smart ass says, "Well watching a movie about golf won't make you a better golfer, practice does." At this time he is all set, having stretched, and golf glove on. Before I could retort, the little bastard rocks his five iron two hundy down the middle. Of course, I say, "Lucky shot" and he says "Name your club!" - no joke. So, I wisely opt for an eight iron throw down and he says, "You're in trouble, because that's my best club!" Well, I smartly return, "We aren’t hitting the ball, we are throwing the club, and I promise you that my laser will definitely hit the mark!"

He chuckles and says, "For an old dude you are pretty cool." I reply, "Well guess I got that going for me, which is nice!" Then he began to put on an incredible display of accuracy, in which I wanted to kick him down the fairway... Watching his effortless swing made me yearn for the Cup so I could be among my kind; a bunch of old men, who suck at golf, and still think they are 20 for a week in February every year. I humbly put my clubs away and slyly tip toe from the driving range shouting back- "Yeah, well you will never amount to anything cause you never will win the FYMA CUP!" Would have been perfect, but then I notice his mother in a folding chair ten yards back giving me a really dirty look.

60 days (or so) until the Cup boys! It's on!!!!

- TD out