A Gator Chomp

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A Gator Chomp

Gator, Burger, Fuji, Ricky Bob, and I arrived at Golden Eagle’s sixteenth green. We always play “ready golf,” and with a fivesome we are particularly conscious of hitting the ball as soon as we can. If the person who is further away from the flag is ready, then, fine, he should go ahead and hit, but if the person who is away is not ready to hit, then whoever can get ready the quickest should hit.

Gator had hit his second shot right behind the pin and over the green by about eight yards, and I had hit my second shot to the left of the pin and over the green by about one yard. Gator was ready to hit, and I, with my back toward him, readied myself to hit immediately thereafter. I am set, ready to pull back my club as soon as I see Gator’s ball hit the green. I am waiting. No ball. I back off, but I never turn around to look at Gator. I realign, and now I am ready to go again, waiting for Gator’s ball to it the green. I am still waiting. Finally, I wonder, “What the hell is going on?” Gator is a good player, and normally he is a very fast player. I back off and turn around to look over at Gator. He has a strange expression on his face and is looking back at me. Thinking he had been waiting on me, I say, “I’m sorry Gator, I was waiting on you to hit.” Gator, with his Southern Drawl, says, “Go ahead, Roy, I’ve already hit it twice.”

I literally fell down on the ground laughing. He was serious. He had hit it twice, and his ball was no more than a couple of yards from where it originally lay. Gator did not find humor in me rolling on the ground laughing, but the rest of our fivesome were very entertained. Gator has used the same line on me a few times now. He has told me, “go ahead and hit,” knowing full well that I just flubbed one.

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