There’s been some talking during the Angry Club Golfer’s swing and he’s now even redder than usual
What was it they said, careless talk costs lives? If you rumble on during my backswing again, they won’t just be words on an old poster.
Is it that hard to stop spewing your verbal diarrhoea? How long does a swing take? A second? But no, you go chuntering on. If only people’s mouths had a mute button.
This has got absolutely nothing to do with the fact my drive was topped just 65 yards. That is entirely circumstantial.
It’s the principle. Show consideration to others? Well, there’s a thought. Now how about you try it.
If I’m even in the vicinity of someone taking a shot, I go to a statue – like someone stopped the music during a game of pass the parcel.
I will barely breathe, so fearful am I of putting you off your stroke. So why is it when I’m getting ready to hit, all I can hear is you banging on in the background?
I’m sorry, did my shot interrupt your conversation? It’s not even like it’s a careful whisper, either. More like you’re trying to clear the thumping bass in a club.
No, please go on. It’s as if I’m not even there.
Your lunch, what bets you’re losing, the state of the greens because you missed one three-footer six holes ago – all the inane crap no one has any interest in.
But you keep broadcasting it in stereo right into my ear drums.
But if we can’t even shut our gobs for the time it takes someone to line up and swish, what hope have we got?
Talking during a golf swing: Your say
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