Recurring Dreams

Jan 23, 2018, 3:55 PM

Over these many years I have recurring dreams re being back in military service, back in college and out on the golf course. My dreams have had me in every branch of the military and usually in some scary situations. My "back on college" dreams have found me totally unprepared for an exam or not being able to find the building where my class was to meet. Golf courses? It was usually some unbelievable lie or problem. Never did I make a hole in one on the course or in my dreams.

The other night I had a golf dream. On a par five, my second shot rolled up close to the green just missing a sand trap. From afar it looked like I had a clear shot to the hole. When I arrived at where I though my ball had stopped, it was not there. The ball was sitting on top of a small log with a small limb directly behind the ball. Glancing at the green and flag placement, was another tough problem. In the middle of the green was a trap, the upper edge about three feet high. On the upper level of the green, close to the edge was the flag. Thank goodness, I woke up just in time before I was to hit the ball off the log.

Now, for A true story. I could write a book on comical events I have seen and been a part of on golf courses. My friends always said I could talk a pretty good game and it was a shame my game couldn't match my words. It was a lot of fun during the time I chased the ball over hill, over dale and most often, through the woods. But I digress.

Many years ago I was playing the course at Edisto Island. I was alone and the starter asked if I would like to play with another single. I was agreeable and since we both had a cart, asked the gentleman if he would like to share a cart. He said he preferred to ride alone so we each had a cart.

When we were at the No. One tee, I asked him about his game. He said he had never shot over 72 in his life. I was about a 10 handicapper at that time and thought to myself, "I'll watch his game and maybe I can pick up a few pointers to improve my game". He told me to tee off first, so I did, and as luck would have it, I had a nice drive. His first shot was a "dribbler", about 50 yards down the fairway. He took a mulligan and his second shot from the tee was not much better. Naturally, I thought he was just needing to make a small adjustment to get his game in gear.

After we finally finished the first hole, I realized if he was not going to shoot over 72, he was going to have one heck of a game on the remaining 17 holes. The second hole showed no improvement.
In fact, instead of improving as we continued to play, his play became even worse. Eventually, he picked up his ball, told me he had reached his 72 limit and was heading back to the clubhouse. I finished the round alone but with every stroke I had a good laugh about my former playing partner.

When I returned to the clubhouse I told the pro about my experience. He said the gentleman lived near the course and prided himself on playing every day the course was open but always limited his playing to 72 strokes. I asked the pro if the gentleman had ever played the last few holes, He said, "yes", but only when he teed off on the back nine.

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Maybe those are actually real, Joe.

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