Touching balls... usurper of my bone... strange game
The sun shone on the chosen few – and by the end of it only a few were chosen. 17 mutts lined up in great expectation with the sun on their back and the great adventure in front of them – and it looks like some very adventurous golf was played going by the scores.
Having thought the days of being safe at 20 points were behind us some of the pack decided to give that new truism a bit of a go – as the troops came home there was a decided mood of resignation on being doodoo of the week – some people wanting to accept it (for the first time ever) even before they got off the final green. However, Kim’s mood of desolation coming off in the first group only lasted till the second 3 ball came off when she was returned to a state of euphoria seldom seen from her earlier in the day. Ian Wright’s wry acceptance of the prospect at 21 was also not to result in a smelly visitor for the week. However – in retrospect 3 putt Pete’s cries of euphoria at Mike Tarry’s expense should probably have merited a fine. Yes – Mike dipped below the line to 19 to accept his friend without even the consolation of a stroke rise in handicap. It doesn’t seem the same getting an addition of 0.1 for such noble sacrifice – at some point in the near future there will be a revision of low scorers based on the accumulated history – it may be that at the same time a slight adjustment to the handicap adjustment system could be envisaged – say giving a 0.5 manual adjustment for the doodoo of the week? – for debate at another time and place.
To the other end where those scoring above 30 were in a rarified atmosphere similar to pre computerized handicap days and certainly not comparable to the hosts of 2 weeks ago. Slipping into the balls at 32 was Paul Rodgers on a manly handicap which was challenged by Alice as being too high anyway (that’ll be sorted shortly), on a Sheila’s handicap of 29 I managed to sneak into second with 37 only to be pipped once again. In this case Maggie May had clearly woken up in late September and looks like she has visited a golf school or guru somewhere. 38 points including a bare 2 points on her favourite 7th ensured her the pooch and a pile of balls.
Having arrived in the first group with a suspicion of being towards the better end I was under much pressure from the devil within to restrict the CSS to the top 3rd and save myself a couple of strokes reduction in handicap but felt the moral high ground should bear my weight and as a result have been reduced to a manly 24 with only the pleasure of knowing the usurper* of my bone has suffered similarly. As noted earlier Paul did not escape unscathed and others had minor insults added to their injuries – a full resume to appear from MataHari shortly.
As noted at the post game cavorting it is a holiday on Monday and Alan had asked for volunteers for a trip to Savar – others noting the current problems in this area and suggesting another venue. I leave it to each of you to communicate on where and when.
Kate asked for some info on touching balls (how unusual for Kate!!) and I said I’ll get back to her – which I will but not today as my day job has interfered somewhat already. However, she has asked for an indication of who would be available for a Rover Cup (Europe v Rest of World this year) at Savar on the 1st Friday in November – please respond quickly – Kate add me in for Europe.
*from Latin usurpare ‘seize for use'
Having thought the days of being safe at 20 points were behind us some of the pack decided to give that new truism a bit of a go – as the troops came home there was a decided mood of resignation on being doodoo of the week – some people wanting to accept it (for the first time ever) even before they got off the final green. However, Kim’s mood of desolation coming off in the first group only lasted till the second 3 ball came off when she was returned to a state of euphoria seldom seen from her earlier in the day. Ian Wright’s wry acceptance of the prospect at 21 was also not to result in a smelly visitor for the week. However – in retrospect 3 putt Pete’s cries of euphoria at Mike Tarry’s expense should probably have merited a fine. Yes – Mike dipped below the line to 19 to accept his friend without even the consolation of a stroke rise in handicap. It doesn’t seem the same getting an addition of 0.1 for such noble sacrifice – at some point in the near future there will be a revision of low scorers based on the accumulated history – it may be that at the same time a slight adjustment to the handicap adjustment system could be envisaged – say giving a 0.5 manual adjustment for the doodoo of the week? – for debate at another time and place.
To the other end where those scoring above 30 were in a rarified atmosphere similar to pre computerized handicap days and certainly not comparable to the hosts of 2 weeks ago. Slipping into the balls at 32 was Paul Rodgers on a manly handicap which was challenged by Alice as being too high anyway (that’ll be sorted shortly), on a Sheila’s handicap of 29 I managed to sneak into second with 37 only to be pipped once again. In this case Maggie May had clearly woken up in late September and looks like she has visited a golf school or guru somewhere. 38 points including a bare 2 points on her favourite 7th ensured her the pooch and a pile of balls.
Having arrived in the first group with a suspicion of being towards the better end I was under much pressure from the devil within to restrict the CSS to the top 3rd and save myself a couple of strokes reduction in handicap but felt the moral high ground should bear my weight and as a result have been reduced to a manly 24 with only the pleasure of knowing the usurper* of my bone has suffered similarly. As noted earlier Paul did not escape unscathed and others had minor insults added to their injuries – a full resume to appear from MataHari shortly.
As noted at the post game cavorting it is a holiday on Monday and Alan had asked for volunteers for a trip to Savar – others noting the current problems in this area and suggesting another venue. I leave it to each of you to communicate on where and when.
Kate asked for some info on touching balls (how unusual for Kate!!) and I said I’ll get back to her – which I will but not today as my day job has interfered somewhat already. However, she has asked for an indication of who would be available for a Rover Cup (Europe v Rest of World this year) at Savar on the 1st Friday in November – please respond quickly – Kate add me in for Europe.
*from Latin usurpare ‘seize for use'
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