“Looks like mac and maltilda made some other changes,” I observe.
“They have changed the grass,” the Weenerman observes profoundly.
“I’ve seen a flyer on that at handy Hank’s,” I remember.
“Yep, they call it, ‘Smarty Grass'” HM Weenerman concurs.
“Grass, Sass, what difference does it make?” Judge Patrick pontificates, “It’s all Green to Me!” he steps up, “Step aside, I’ll tee off first!”
The Judge steps up the tee and gives his ball a solid whack to thump it down the carpet. It looks easy enough, A longish, though perfectly straight and carpeted layout.
Judge Patrick’s ball has the perfect speed and is on a good line. But two-third’s now the carpet it suddenly catches and stops.
“Whas-a-a-‘” the Judge sputters as his ball sputters to a stop.
The judge steps up and taps the golf ball again and it rolls 2-thirds of the way home. he does it again, again, again, and again.
“How many strokes is that?” HM WeenerMan looks up from the scorecard.
“Six,” Judge Patrick scowls.
“Try it again,” the Weenerman advises.
With a sigh, Judge Patrick steps up and tps the ball again. The Golfball rolls straight in into the cup.
The Ju8dge scratches his head, “I wonder what the fix is/”
The WeenerMan and take our turns and play the hole. each of our first shots go about 60% of the way and then dead stop. From there the ball rolls straight and true. HM holes the ball in one more shot. It takes me two more shots.