An elderly man challenged the local golf pro to a $100 match. “But since you’re obviously much better than me,” the old man bargained, “you have to spot me two ‘gotchas’ to even things up.”
The pro had no idea what a “gotcha” was, but completely confident in his skills, he laughed and agreed.
Later that afternoon, the clubhouse members were shocked to see the pro defeated, reluctantly handing over the $100 bill to the grinning old man.
“What on earth happened?” one of the members asked.
The pro sighed, visibly traumatized:
“I was on the first tee, right at the peak of my downswing, when the old scoundrel reached between my legs, grabbed my crotch, and yelled ‘Gotcha!’ … Have you ever tried to play 18 holes of golf constantly waiting for the second one?!”
