A lovely afternoon finds one fellow and his wife golfing. They have had a
wonderful time and the man has had a near perfect game. The final hole, by far
the most difficult, wraps around an old barn. With a terrible slice the man puts
the barn between his ball and the green. Knowing that the strokes that it will
take to get around the barn will destroy his score, he begins to rant and rave.
His wife hating to see him ruin such a great afternoon makes a suggestion.
"What if I were to hold open the barn doors? That way you could send it
right through the barn onto the green."
He thinks this over and decides that it will work. With his wife holding open
the barn door he lines up with the hole and gives the ball a terrific
"whack"! The ball shoots through the air and right into the head of
his wife, killing her instantly.
Months go by, the man mourning all the while. His friends, hating to see him in
such a state, convince him to go golfing with them. They end up at the same
course and on the final hole, oddly enough, another terrible slice puts the old
barn between his ball and the green. Again he begins to rant and rave at what
this dilemma will do to his score. He friend, wanting to please him, makes a
suggestion.
"What if I were to hold open the barn doors? That way you could send it
right through the barn onto the green."
"No," the man replies, "last time I did that I got two over
par."