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How to Establish a Handicap Rules of Golf
GOLF'S HANDICAP--(funny story about why handicap is important)
A businessman was attending a conference in Africa. He had a free day
and wanted to play a round of golf. He was directed to a golf course in
the nearby jungle. After a short journey, he arrived at the course and
asked the pro if he could get on.
"Sure," said the Pro, "What's your handicap?"
Not wanting to admit that he had an 18 handicap, he decided to cut it a
bit. "Well, its 16," Dave said, "But what's the relevance since I'll
be playing alone?"
"It's very important for us to know," said the pro, who then called a
caddy. "Go out with this gentleman," said the pro, "his handicap is 16."
The Dave was very surprised at this constant reference to his handicap.
The caddy picked up Dave's bag and a large rifle; again the
businessman was surprised but decided to ask no questions.
T hey arrived on the 1st hole, a par 4. "Please avoid those trees on
the left," said the caddy. Needless to say, Dave duck-hooked his ball
into the trees. He found his ball and was about to punch it out when he
heard the loud crack of the rifle and a large snake fell dead from a tree
above his head. The caddy stood next to him with the rifle smoking in
his hand. "That's the mamba, the most poisonous snake in all Africa.
You're lucky I was here with you."
After taking a bogey, they moved to the 2nd hole, a par 5.
"Avoid those bushes on the right," says the caddy. Of course, Dave's
ball went straight into the bushes. As he went to pick up his ball, he
heard the loud crack of the caddy's rifle once more and a huge lion fell
dead at his feet. "I've saved your life again," said the caddy.
The 3rd hole was a par 3 with a lake in front of the green. Dave's ball
came up just short of the green and rolled back to the edge of the
water. To take a shot, he had to stand with one foot in the lake. As he
was about to swing, a large crocodile emerged from the water and bit off
much of his right leg.
As he fell to the ground bleeding and in great pain, he saw the caddy
with the rifle propped at his side, looking on unconcernedly. "Why
didn't you kill it?" asked the man incredulously. "I'm sorry, sir," said the
caddy, "this is the 17th handicap hole, you don't get a shot here."
That's why you never lie about your handicap.
