I went to the course late today, hoping to get a quick nine in before the game started. When I got there, the starter told me to hustle over to the first tee, there was a single just about to tee off, and I could join him. He looked perturbed to see me wander up, thinking I'd just slow him down. Well, I can play a little, and I offered to play him a match for 10 bucks a hole. He thought it'd be easy money, and quickly took the bet. Turns out I was a bit too smart for my own good...he could play a bit too. We traded a couple holes, and got to the ninth tee all square. I knocked my tee shot down the middle, not as far as him, but very playable. He put his tee shot into the right rough, with a tall tree right in his way. He really had no choice but to knock it out into the fairway, and play from there. He was just about to do that, when I wandered up and looked down my nose at him. "Playing safe, junior?? Well, I s'pose that's the smart play. Gotta say, though, when I was your age I'd have knocked it right over that tree." He looked at me, pulled out another club, and took aim at the green. Hit a great shot, too, but it hit the top of the tree, and doinked directly right, out of bounds. Match over. I looked at him and said,'"Of course, when I was your age, that tree was three feet tall."