And the winner is ...

By Joe McAdory

Ok, so she beat me.

By one hole ... on the last hole.

Yes, Jennifer Foster overcame a two-hole deficit with five holes to play Saturday at Grand National’s Links Course to win our match play challenge in the clutch. Funny thing ... we discussed a tiebreaker and figured we might be using one as we approached the 18th tee all tied up. I settled the issue quick, draining my second shot into the lake. Final score: Foster 6 holes, me 5 holes, and 7 tied holes.

Congrats, Jenn, I owe you a dime.

Down two holes with five to play, it was obvious what kick-started Jennifer’s late heroics. She was nearly knocked unconcious by my errant shot. One would think the confines of the golf cart would be a safe place to watch me hit from out of the woods. Except when my shot nails a tree at top speed and ricochets directly in her direction. Good thing she took evasive action, or she’d have a Top Flite imprint on her forehead. But on second thought, if she had been knocked in the head, the woozy Foster would have been too incapacitated to complete the round and forced to withdraw. I’ll swing harder next time.

Foster’s a competitor. She’d understand. It’s not like she’s never knocked out a competitor on the SEC softball diamond years back.

Anyway, the errant shot must have summoned the skills of her late, distant relative, Ben Hogan. I didn’t agree to a match with a golf legend.

I must commend the younger Foster for showing sportsmanship and hitting from the men’s tees in an effort to compensate her opponent for his increasing age and creaking old bones. I’m not embarrassed in losing to a golfer as good as Jenn. Wasn’t the first time, won’t be the last. But it does concern me that my victorious opponent still listens to the New Kids on the Block. That’s just unacceptable.