A Toothy Dilemma

A Toothy Dilemma

Joanne Sadowsky was playing golf with her husband, Len, in a couple’s tournament at the Bonita National Golf Club when she had a bad tee-off on hole 2. “I shanked the ball to the right, and it was heading to the water.” As I watched it was flying close to the gator’s head. He saw it, jumped up and caught it. The hungry gator’s mistake saved Sadowsky from a hazard penalty, she said. The local rules do not allow playing the ball from any part of the alligator.

A golfer was having a terrible round – 20-over par for the front nine with scores of balls lost in water or rough. When his caddie then coughed as he steadied himself over a 12-inch putt on the 10th, he lost it. “You’ve got to be the worst caddie in the world!” he yelled. “I doubt it,” replied the caddie, dead-pan. “That would be too much of a coincidence.”

A hacker was playing so badly that his caddie was getting increasingly exasperated.
On the 11th, his ball lay about 160 yards from the green and as he eyed up the shot, he asked his caddie, “Do you think I can get there with a 4-iron?” “Eventually,” replied the caddie, wearily. Golfer to caddie: “Why do you keep looking at your watch? I find it very distracting.” Caddie: “It’s not a watch, sir – it’s a compass.”

The problem with slow groups is that they are always in front of you, and the fast groups are always behind you.

One day a player asked his coach: “What is going wrong with my game?”
“You’re standing too close to the ball after you’ve hit it.”