GolfToons 15 - Just Short

You hit a crisp shot, sending a towering blow tracking on a great line. You are frozen, in a motionless follow-through pose watching your ball descend towards the green. “Please, please be enough,” you mutter. Then, catastrophe!

Splash!

Stunned and still in full pose, your jaws slackens, your eyes widen and you are speechless. Too stupefied to resort to profanity much less close your gaping mouth. By just inches, your swing went from the thrill of victory to the agony of defeat.

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Like a statue, you continue posing, dumb-struck, as the ripples from the watery entry of your ball slowly cascade outward. The concentric little waves gently arcing towards you, still slack-jawed and stupefied.

Is this the work of some version of the Golf Gnome?

Then thoughts enter your mind.

“Was the wind stronger than I thought?”

“Should I have hit the 8 iron?”

“I made good contact.”

Why? Why did it come up short? Why do I keep hearing Jim McKay’s voice in my head?”

Suddenly from the rear someone yells, “Suck it up and get a move on, Bud. It’s backing up behind us.”

GolfToons 11 - Golf Gnome

This is the flip side to our "In the Hole A-hole" - the "Not In the Hole."  You know, those dastardly putts that are on the perfect line, heading right at the hole, but comes up just short. The ball literally hangs on the lip of the cup. Perilously dangling on the edge of a cliff.

Give it a couple seconds! It will fall. It must! The PGA allows 10 seconds. You give it 11 but alas you swat the ball into the cup in disgust. 

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What kept the ball from falling in the hole?  It could be gravity or some other law of physics. The blame certainly can't be yours.

Something nefarious is afoot. Maybe a case of cursed luck? A rogue wind? Or maybe, just maybe, those "little people" the Irish speak of: goblins, fairies and elves. Surely you heard a tiny little laugh emanating from the hole. Chuckling at your misfortune. Denying you your lucky charms.

We like to call it the "Golf Gnome" and our hope is he is somewhere else when our next 30-footer is tracking!