How many Dalmations? How many shots Mr Lawman?
Suppose 69 for 14 holes ain’t all bad. Those apart, pity about the eleven, and the two eights and the nine. Suicidal? Not a bit, not even some honest club abuse. Unlike some we could mention, no names, no packdrill Ricardo. Still, the mutterings soon faded and Your Day Will Come lad – how can anyone hit the biggies so well and fail to be in single digits.
So, what went wrong with us chaps? Sunny day, empty course. Only there for the beer? What the hell, sounds good to me.