|The Most Stupid Bet I Ever Made|
The reader will need some background to make sense of this bet. When I moved to Pendleton in 1992, I was a decent golfer. Pendleton County Country Club was a nine hole golf course at that time, and I remember shooting par with some staff members from the Central Office. And, shortly after I retired I had a handicap of 7 which means that on average I should shoot a 79 for 18 holes, considered respectable among seniors. But age and an aching back have ballooned my average score to about 90, hard to admit or accept.
The group I play with are oldie-goldies, ranging from age 60 to 86. (We play what is called a “skins” game in
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