A Business man, while out of town, decided to play a little golf after a
short work day. He did not know any golfers in this town so he decided to
go out to the course and get paired up there. When he arrived there were no
guys ready to play, but there was a very nice looking lady waiting for a
foursome. He decided (at the suggestion of the club) to pair up with the
lady. While playing the first 17 holes the two got to be real chummy, but
were shooting as poor a game as either had seen in years. They were both
getting very frustrated with their games. On the 18th, a par 4, the game was
about to finish on a good note as they both were on in 2. When they
arrived on the green, they saw that this was the worst green that either had
ever seen. This green slopped away from the cup with a very rolling surface.
He was about twenty-nine feet away and she twenty-six. He looked over the
green and was very frustrated. He said, If I make this shot Ill buy us
dinner tonight. He hit and the ball rolled over the bump down through
the grove, around the short hill, and up past the cup and slowed. Just as
it looked as though he had missed the put, the slope of the green helped,
and the ball rolled back into the cup. He made a great shot. Not to be
outdone the lady tried to line up her shot. She said, If I make this
shot Ill invite you to my place for drinks after dinner. The guy
interrupted her put saying, Wait! Let me help you line up the shot.
He walked all over the green trying to find the groove. He suddenly smiled,
walked over to the ball, grabbed it up and said, That is a gimme if I ever
saw one.

A Pro is giving a golf lesson to a woman on the tee. She swings the club
and dubs the ball. The Pro sees that the problem is with her grip of the
club and says to her, Try holding the club like you hold your
husbands….(you know)

Oh, says the lady, who takes out her driver using the
new grip and hits one 250 yards.

Thats good, the Pro encourages, but
try taking the club out of your mouth.

— You fool! You almost hit my wife with that shot!

— Sorry old chap! Here, take a shot at mine!

— Did you hear that the board fined me $50 for hitting my wife with a 9-iron?

— Really, for conduct unbecoming a gentleman?

— No, for using the wrong club.

I attended a golf convention in San Diego over the winter and was somewhat
interested in the result of one particular study performed on golfers, in
particular, late afternoon league golfers. This study indicated that the
single gentlemen who play in these leagues are skinnier than the married
ones. The way this fact was determined was as follows: the single golfer
goes out and plays his round of golf, has a refreshment at the 19th hole,
goes home and goes to his refrigerator, finds nothing decent there, so he
goes to bed. the married golfer goes out and plays his round of golf, has a
refreshment at the 19th hole, goes home and goes to bed, finds nothing
decent there, so he goes to his refrigerator…