October 06, 2008

Shotgun Start at the Golf Match

The men stood warily, yet focused at their tees. Clubs stretched out, feet steady, ready to begin the 18 holes, intensity and tension filled the air.

"Gentlemen... at you tees. Ready, set, swing!"

The shotgun rang out.

Eight men swung with a mighty unified whoosh downward like Viking warriors rowing into battle, then upward, crashing into the ball, setting it forth toward Heaven, piercing the clouds on their way. Heaven thought better of this, throwing the balls back toward Earth as fast as gravity and inertia would take them, clipping trees before stumbling into a rolling thud into the sand...

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