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Joly: I did not know you stroked the little white ball around the fairways of the greener grass of life. Still a game where rules are cherished and etiquette is the a center piece of the game. I've played a lot in my life except for the last two years. Maybe I'll have some time now for awhile any way.
Actually the game is nearly as challenging as making s living at handicapping thoroughbreds . . . with the later sometimes being easier. ![]() ![]() ![]() BTW - I like the turf, if that matters.
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Really Don. You never heard of Joly Woods aka the "White Tiger"? I was known as the "Grounder" cause when the ball was on the tee that's as high as it ever got.
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RQ, we should have played golf together when we were still young and able - we could have split the difference. You call yourself the grounder, while my swing was usually elevated. My drives often went 300 yards - 100 up, 100 out and 100 down. If we could have balanced each other out, it would have been a fearsome combination.
As to your "Tiger" reference, that is open to so many possible interpretations that it is safer to just leave it alone. |
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