Judge, 1930-10-11 · page 14 of 36
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— The Expert (The Tom Thumb champ takes up the real thing.) “Wee I thought you this was a hard course s said “T said to him what do T need all those clubs for? This little putter is good cnough for me.” “Say, you should have seen me on that sixth hole of yours. They tell me that Bobby Jones took a six on that hole once. But not this baby, no siree! All I need on a green like that is just one stroke.” “Listen, I was so disgusted by the time I reached the ninth hole I says to myself let’s have a little fun. So I borrowed Alec’s hat and knocked out the bottom of my golf bag, Ripley it if you like, but I banked the pill off the sandbox around Alec's hat through the golf b into the hol« That's how we sink putts out our way.” “Hurrah, I got it! Let's have the racketeer reform and marry th’ heroine!” JUDGE Some members of the ald team who forgot to get tickets, 12 “Tomust say you guys don't go in for comfort much out here. Why, at our Main Strect course we have radios on every tee. Several folks dé night whilst waiting to tee off.” “You know there is another litth thing out here vou fellows might try Mind you, it's only a suggestion, Why do you let the caddies remove the pin when you are going to sink a putt? Let the flag stay there and try and squeeze the down beside it) You ought to see our toughest hole at the Riverside Drive Club. We got two frogs sitting over the ninth hole, and you gotta shoot the ball in the frog’s mouth for it to drop in the cup. It’s some test of skill all right.” “Say, did I ever tell you about Minnie, ny wife? Now there's a girl that can shoot. Last week she went over two moats up a castle's steps and down three pipes for an eagle!” “Two dollars green fee? Why, you can play all night for thirt nts Imhurst! Why ‘don’t you nce at wise to yourselves and play a real game?” —Rex Deane At Dear Old Whatsis Hard-Boiled Football Coach—Com on, snap into it. You bozos are play ing like a bunch of amateurs! One trouble with living in an apart ment house is that you can't tell whether it’s steam coming up or an other tenant banging for heat. And one of the greatest evils in this country is over-prediction. comicbooks.com