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BRAGGING RIGHTS
A DOGS LICENCE FOR
MOXHAM & PALMER
Robert Edwards enjoys his last day in
Bermuda ...
The Virtual Spectator Bermuda Masters was a stunning success in more ways
than one.
Last year Bermuda had been the scene of my greatest failure, when I had
partnered local character and ex Professional squash player, Julian
Rose in direct conflict with David Palmer and his coach
Shaun Moxham. The setting was Julians delightful golf club Tuckers
Point.
I have a clear memory of playing the worst round of my life, destroying my
partner and watching the two Aussies play out of their minds they also
giggled a lot. What was a three wood for me was a seven iron for them. It
was a disaster from which my partner has suffered nightmares. It took
him six months to get over the humiliation and to bring his game back to a
very respectable 9 handicap.
For 12 months Dave and Shaun have had the bragging rights even querying
that I genuinely had a handicap of 14. Emails flew around the world and
everyone knew about my humiliation.
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scene was set for the return The Rose of Bermuda had completed a year of
counselling and I had practised every hour away from the PSA tour and
also some considerable prayer time had been put in. The Aussies relied on
their youth and awesome power ... also I suspect they saw no danger the
cockiness of youth. In fairness they are fitter!!
The day dawned for the return Julian shook my hand and came out in an
instant rash as he remembered my last effect on his golfing career. Moxham
muttered on about a bad ankle and Palmer looked as confident as the Aussie
Captain before the last Ashes!!
I have no way of describing what happened next if I had been a horse I
would have been tested for drugs. The prayers had been answered the
practice had paid off Julian simply drove the buggy and stared at me
with disbelief. I held my breath as every ball I hit did as it was told
it was the round of a lifetime!!
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over after 6 holes I had managed to win 5 of the first 6 holes for our
team. After 9 holes I was 5 over and they were no longer laughing. My
partner then took over with some sensational stuff. We were the Fred
Astaire and Ginger Rogers of the fair ways perfect harmony.
On the 12th we shook hands and I started the gloating!! We had won by a
Dogs Licence
7 & 6.
Has revenge ever been sweeter? I felt like a warrior as Julian & I held
hands and skipped to the 19th hole!
Moxham and Palmer destroyed what a day. Just think, eighteen months
before we return to Bermuda for the World Open - YES, 18 months of
bragging rights. All of those tournaments when my opening gambit will
start with Have I told you about Bermuda?????
I would like to say that they took it well, but no, they pinched the match
card to remove the evidence and sniffed on about Moxham's ankle and Palmer
running out of ammunition. In fairness they both hit mighty balls some
have been reported as landing in the Bahamas. They did get churlish at the
end and issued a squash double challenge.
I am home now and the smile is still on my face my partner walks with a
new bounce in his step and the whole of Bermuda have been told. It is the
stuff of legend greater than the Ashes win. The five dollars I won is to
be framed and hung in my study.
In July I will be in Antwerp to celebrate the wedding of Shaun and the
lovely Katline and another chance to tell the story of the famous 9th of
April.
Dave & Shaun are worried that Ginger & I will spread the word do a
little gloating ....... & they are so right!!
Inflation hasnt been too bad though boys in the old days a dogs licence
cost 7/6d you only paid $10.
OH AND BRAGGING RIGHTS FOR 18 MONTHS YES!!
Now about that doubles
Robert S Edwards
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"You've never heard of a
'Dogs Licence', have you Dave ?"
"Don't worry Dave, we'll get
them back in Dec 2007 ..."
Back to the practice ground
for Dave & Shaun |
