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Friday, March 24, 2006

Golfer One - A tribute to Golden Tee

Golfer One at the tee.
Wind at thirteen miles per hour east.
Fly by.
Dogleg right.

Center fairway, roaring crowd, empty pub. Fresh pint.
Skip turn.

Return to game.
190 yards from the pin.
Six iron. Five iron. Six iron.

C->3. Beer 2.
Past the pin, rewind to the hole.
Eight feet. Eleven degrees left. Four degrees down.
Curving. Sunk.

Enter your initials.
Lose your anonymity.
Golfer One has completed his round.

Coco T. Monkey

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