Septics version of his 'Hole in One'
It was a slight right to left wind but so clear and perfect conditions! A 6 iron was the choice and quite clearly....the RIGHT choice! A slow back swing with perfect clockwork, well oiled, fluid poetic motion met the ball with sweet harmony on impact (a match made in heaven) then the magic began! The trajectory was reminiscent of the spitfires first flight! Strong, certain, focused, bold and handsome! The green wantonly opened its normally unforgiving arms, the bunkers quivered and the flag stood proud....a talisman for this moment...and the ball's decent ensued! With a firm strike of the festuca grass the ball adopted the grace and neediness of a prodigal son so close to his home! At the tee, a deep in take of breath echoed across the majestic meadow witness yet again, to another moment of MEAGHER history!! The wind fell silent, the world stopped turning, the flag hung its head, and the cup was mated with its perfect match. History can be retold but the truth lyeth amongst these words.
Playing Partners version...
The Yank c*nt thinned a 6 iron!
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