I was marshalling and there were two foursomes of thirty somethings playing their annual tournament. I told them my spotting someone fishing on the 4th hole. One of the golfer’s eye’s lit up and he said I have to show you something. He unzips his golf bag and shows me his mini fishing rod. ThenContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall”: True Stories from the Edge : THE FISHERMAN:”
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