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I’d been playing well for a change today. Then we came to the eighth hole - my nemesis!

There I swung back, said ”gin”, paused, “and tonic”, as I struck the ball... which flew right, struck a tree in the rough, flew straight back across the fairway into the rough on the left. Unbebloodylievable!

Attempting to free it from the rough, the ball shot back across into the other rough. Then striking the ball from this rough propelled it towards the fairway, only to drop just back in the rough.

“Bloody rough luck!” they laughed.

“Bloody zig bloody zag!” I cried.

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    VerityAlways over 2 years ago

    I'm sorry, Golf never appealed to me.
    My first was the miniature course, guessing 18 holes.
    Certainly you did make it sound interesting!

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    The rest of the round I was pretty good, but this particular hole... my historic nemesis... was, to say the least, embarrassing! My mates had every reason to laugh!

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    VerityAlways over 2 years ago

    That hurts! Well, my nemesis was a teen sibling and cousin! Couldn't get any worse with pranks and mockery all along even now.

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    Christopher over 2 years ago

    Never could play golf. My swing looks like I'm chopping wood. I've never been able to do a decent swing. Pretty good with putting so I stuck with miniature golf.

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    Jamie Clapperton over 2 years ago

    The zig zag jinx comes in many guises. Can affect Golf balls, wheelchairs. (Believe me I know. ) ;-).

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Hehe! I’ll try to avoid that jinx this morning, Jamie. I have also experienced the wheelchair shuffle, but now my daughter has a trendy new motorised scooter, I am spared this.

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