Fwd: Fw: senior citizen golfer

[Ashish Bhatanagar]

> Advantage of being a senior citizen golfer. > > > > > >   > > > > A father, son and grandson went to > > the country club for their weekly round of golf. Just as > > they reached the first tee, a beautiful young blonde woman > > carrying her bag of clubs approached > > them.  > > > > > > She explained that the member who brought her to the club > > for a round of golf had an emergency that called him away > > and asked the trio whether she could join > > them.  > > > > > > Naturally, the guys all agreed.  > > > > > > Smiling,the blonde thanked them and said, 'Look, > > fellows, I work in a topless bar as a dancer, so nothing > > shocks me anymore. If any of you want to smoke cigars, have > > a beer, bet, swear, tell off-color stories or do anything > > that you normally do when playing a round together, go > > ahead. But, I enjoy playing golf, consider myself pretty > > good at it, so don't try to coach me on how to play my > > shots.'  > > > > > > With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to drive > > first.  > > > > > > All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent to > > place her ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit > > the ball 270 yards down the middle, right in front of the > > green.  > > > > > > The father's mouth was agape. 'That was > > beautiful,' he said.  > > > > > > The blonde put her driver away and said, 'I really > > didn't get into it, and I faded it a > > little.'  > > > > > > After the three guys hit their drives and their second > > shots, the blonde took out an eight iron and lofted the ball > > within five feet of the hole (She was closest to the > > pin.)  > > > > > > The son said, 'Damn, lady, you played that > > perfectly.'  > > > > > > The blonde frowned and said, 'It was a little weak, but > > even an easy seven would have been too much club. I've > > left a tricky little putt.' She then tapped in the > > five-footer for a birdie.  > > > > > > Having the honors, she drove first on the second hole, > > knocked the heck out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 > > yards away smack in the middle of the > > fairway.  > > > > > > For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued > > to amaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par > > or less on every hole. > > > > > > When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three > > under par, and had a very nasty 12-foot putt on an > > undulating green for a > > par.  > > > > > > She turned to the three guys and said, 'I really want > > to thank you all for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists > > and telling me what club to use or how to play a shot, but I > > need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70 > > on this course.  > > > > > > If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole > > I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some > > 35-year-old Single Malt Strath Mill Scotch in him, fix him a > > steak dinner and then show him a very good time the rest of > > the night.'  > > > > > > The yuppie son jumped at the thought! He strolled across > > the green, carefully eyeing the line of the putt and finally > > said, 'Honey, aim about 6 inches to the right of the > > hole and hit it firm. It will get over that little hump and > > break right into the > > cup.'  > > > > > > The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter > > as a plumb. 'Don't listen to the kid, darlin', > > you want to hit it softly 10 inches to the right and let it > > run left down that little hogback, so it falls into the > > cup.'  > > > > > > The old gray-haired grandfather walked over to the > > blonde's ball, picked it up and handed it to her and > > said, 'That's a gimme, > > sweetheart.'  > > > > > > The blonde smiled and said, 'Your car or > > mine?'  > > > > > > OLD AGE AND TREACHERY WILL OVERCOME YOUTH AND SKILL EVERY > > TIME! >--

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Ashish