Commiserations on Leeds United's dismissal
from the FA Cup, Gray. However, take comfort
from the fact that your team were a few minutes
away from knocking out Premiership high fliers.
I shall be amazed if Leeds do not win promotion
to the top echelon this season. Continuing the sporting
theme, the folllowing story is all the funnier for being true:
DEFTNESS DEAFNESS
Nick Faldo's partner in the pro-am event
arrived on the first tee resplendent in 'striking'
golf wear and state of the art equipment.
The young colossus of the commercial world
looked the business - except he couldn't
do the business.
He hooked his opening drive into trees to the left
of the clubhouse. On the second tee he sliced
his drive into a lake and decided he'd had enough
of that hole and recorded 'no return' on his scorecard.
Thus the pattern was set and by the time he reached
the thirteenth he hadn't set foot on a green.
On the fourteenth he managed to hit it down the middle
of the fairway and received an encouraging, 'Very good'
from Nick Faldo.
The hapless player then proceeded to hit his approach
shot into a greenside bunker, whereupon he picked up
his ball and put it in his pocket.
'Aren't you going to play out?' Nick enquired.
'No,' came the stern reply.
'Bunker play isn't the strong part of my game.'
