"Oh my handicap is too low, too low.
My handicap is too low"
Tears were dropping from the eyes of those vulturist birds and many a Titans eyes were also "greeting" (Scottish for pi$$ing down)!
And it was with slumped shoulders that poor hard done by James McIntyre (McIntyre translates from the Gallic as "son of the scratch golfer" ) set off on his voyage of discovery. Finding plentiful pars out on the course, poor James arrived at the 18th having gathered 35pts to win from Paul Tennant in second place (34 pts).
Only the fact that he is a fine generous person and an excellent past captain will save him from a media savaging. And the further 1 shot cut will appease his fellow Titans who wasted precious tears on the first tee. But in scenes reminiscent of Caddyshack, the red kites were tougher to appease as at his moment of glory as they swooped to take him away for a good seeing to.
Spare a thought also for the poor scorer who shall remain nameless. Slaving over the Titans scoring super-computer, the scorer was approached by Phil Schick who said “I have had my worst score ever, I must be easily last.” Imagine what Phil must have felt like when the scorer said “In your dreams son – I had 4 points less than that.” The Schikster felt cheated – He is very used to missing out on top position by one, but he even misses out on bottom position by one as well!
Captain Tod is showing a return to form as he won NP and the money hole, Alan and David won the long drive prizes, Paul won the NP2 and who won the VP sponsored NP2 on the 18th? VP of course, continuing a fine tradition of winning his own prizes – Give the rest of us a chance!
And finally in the Titans campaign to improve the quality of Britain's golfing bacon butties, Wycombe Heights were decidedly average - scoring 5. However the course was in very good condition with super fast greens – 7.