| A foursome, including Banta, goes out on the course, only to find themselves waiting on every hole for the most inept golfers they've ever seen, who are playing in front of them. After a few holes, they start yelling them, but that doesn't seem to speed their game up. By the time they've finished their round, they're so pissed off that they go straight to the golf pro to complain. "Guys," he tells them, "those fellow you've been screaming at and taunting for the last three hours are blind". "You're telling us," one of the irate foursome says. "No, I meant it," the pro says, they're really blind. They're trying to overcome their handicap by participating in sports." Now embarrassed, the first of the foursome says to the pro, "When they come in, fix them up with new golfers shoes, and put it on my tab." The second guy adds, "And give them each a new set of club covers and put on my tab." The third one chimes in, "Listen let them pick out a new golf shirt and put it on my tab." They all stand there waiting for Banta to contribute something. Noticing their stares, he says, "What? Fuck'em. Let'em play at night. |