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I was playing with three other guys from my golf league one Saturday morning.  It was not a league tournament, so we decided to play a two-person team match to keep it interesting.  Like always, we put a few dollars on the line and handicapped it so it would be competitive.  On the first hole I hit a decent drive, but put my approach shot into one of the green side bunkers.  As I walked up to my ball, I could see right away that I was in big trouble.  I really don't know how the lie could of been any worse.  No exaggeration, I had a sidehill lie, the ball was about 3 inches from the lip and my feet were nearly 18 inches below the ball.  But, worst of all, the impact of the ball had created a crater about the size of a baseball around my ball.  And although my golf ball was fully exposed, the top of the ball was below the sand level line.  No sooner did I see what kind of situation I was in than one of my friends (from the other team) walked by and said, "ooh, that a rough lie."  Well needless to say that comment rubbed me a little wrong.  I think it's okay to say "tough break" after a hole has been played out.  But to say it during a hole and right before I take my next shot is a little in poor taste.  Fuming, I skulled my next shot over the green and preceeded to triple the hole.  I had a hard time letting the comment go, but I had a renewed interest to hunker down and beat him with my play.  On the fourth hole however, he was about to get his and I was about to get a few words in as well.  It was a par-5 and he hit an awesome drive about 270.  He then hit a hybrid about 230, which had the distance but flew a little wayward and landed in the rough at the edge of the tree line.  We all thought it had stopped short of the trees, but when he approached his ball it was smack dab in between two roots against the base of a tree.  I knew better, but couldn't contain myself.  I looked right at him and said, "that's karma."  After the hole, which I birdied and he doubled, we both had a good laugh.  After the hole we shook hands and kind of had an unspoken understanding that we'd keep it competitive but clean for the remainder of the round.  And you know what, after that we both played some really good golf. - Steve

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