ONE LAST FLING
A friend of mine was with a group of golfers watching a fellow who was having some difficulty on this particular course. The frustration became too much by the 13th hole, as this poor guy placed shot after shot into the pond. Finally, in complete exasperation he picked up his golf bag, spun around like a discus thrower, and heaved the whole thing into the middle of the lake, and stormed off the course, apparently forever. Moments later, however, he returned. As he waded into the pond my friends smiled as they recognized his embarrassment. He had “come to his senses”. He fished out the dripping bag, unzipped a pocket on the side, took out his car keys, and flung the bag once again, this time even further than before. Then he went home.
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