"It's downright subversive and subliminal," charged one irked 18-handicap member. "The grounds committee will look into the resolution of this matter immediately!" vowed another. "It's simply not fair play old boy," added yet another (20-handicap) as he changed the 9 volt battery in his nifty range finder. Better Club golfers just laughed at their sallies and remained unaffected, their games intact.
Lack of power, that was Vincent's dilemma. Yet Vincent's ego hung on. He purposely set the tee markers imperceptibly aligned to the right after he had mowed lines just ever so slightly to the left. It was a potent obfuscation of golfer alignment that caused right handers to push their shots into the right glades and left handers to push their drives left into the reedy brook. Double and triple bogeys, along with snowmen began to proliferate on the otherwise benign #14. And best of all, no one knew why. Except for Vincent. Vincent felt empowered.
Vincent thought, "Yes, there is a long period of reconstruction ahead."
