Very hot conditions greeted us today for our Single Stableford shotgun start, followed by the A.G.M..
Some very good scores were recorded, 9 players played to par or better.
Today’s winners were Macca McGuiness (20) 41pts. Runnerup Barry McFadden (33) 38 c/b.
Ball rundown went to 33pts.
NTP’S 2nd John Edwards. 7th Garry Dowding. 12th Michael Tink-Hornett. 16th Barry McFadden.
Ladies 16th Louise Carpenter.
Raffles Perc Dempsey $25. Barry McFadden $25. Stephen Caine $25. David Harrod $25. Robert Duncan $25. Wayne Muir $25.
Joke of the day.
Three guys Wayne, Mick and Kevin, were on the first tee waiting for Alan, who they could see in the distance limping, as he pushed his golf Buggy to join them. “Why are you limping Alan?” Asked Wayne as he reached the first tee. “It’s an old football injury.” “I didn’t know you played football Alan, asked Mick.” “Oh, I don’t. I hurt my foot last year when I lost $1,000 on the Grand final, then I put my foot through the TV.
Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and most of the night, celebrating St. Patrick’s day. Mick, the bartender says, “You’ll not be drinking anymore tonight, Paddy. Paddy replies, “Ok Mick, I’m not as thunk as you drink I am, but I’ll be headed home now before the Mrs gets home.” Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off. He falls flat on his face. “Fock” he says, and pulls himself up the stool and dusts himself off. He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on his face, “Fock me, now that’s gonna leave a mark!” He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if he can just get to the door and some fresh air, he’ll be fine. He belly crawls to the door and shimmes up the door frame. He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath of fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the sidewalk and falls flat on his face. “By Jeebers …. I’m a little more crocked than I thunk, he says.” He can see his house just a few doors down the road, and he crawls to his front door, hauls himself up the door frame, opens the door and shimmes inside. He takes a look up the stairs and says, “No damm way.” So he crawls up the stairs to his bedroom door and says, “I can make it to bed.” He pulls himself up, takes a step into the room and falls flat on his face again. “Fock this!!! He moans as he crawls into bed. The next morning, his wife Jess, comes into the room carrying a cup of coffee, and says, “Get up Paddy. Had a bit too much to drink last night did ya?” Paddy says,”I did, Jess. I was really crocked, but how’d you know?” Mick phoned ….. you left your wheelchair at the pub again.
Thanks to everyone, I hoped you enjoyed the jokes I’ve been putting up. It’s been great fun being Captain for the last 3 years, if I could do it again, I wouldn’t change a thing.
See you on the course
Kevin Haddrick former Captain