What if?
What if you were playing in the club championship tournament finals
and the match was halved at the end of 17 holes. You had the honor and
hit your ball a modest two hundred fifty yards to the middle of the
fairway, leaving a simple six iron to the pin. Your opponent then hits
his ball, lofting it deep into the woods to the right of the fairway.
Being the golfing gentleman that you are, you help your opponent look
for his ball. Just before the permitted five minute search period
ends, your opponent says: ‘Go ahead and hit your second shot and if I
don’t find it in time, I’ll concede the match.’
You hit your ball, landing it on the green, stopping about ten feet
from the pin. About the time your ball comes to rest, you hear your
opponent exclaim from deep in the woods:
‘I found it!’. The second sound you hear is a click, the sound of a
club striking a ball and the ball comes sailing out of the woods and
lands on the green, stopping no more than six inches from the hole.
Now the real ‘what if’ in this story……
What if you had your opponent’s ball in your pocket?
