I was reminded this morning of a great Sam Snead story that I had heard several years back:
Sam was playing a round of golf one day with a young whipper snapper on a course he had played several times in his lifetime. They came to a hole, a nice dogleg par 5 with several tall trees hugging the fairway on the inside of the dogleg. Sam nonchalantly makes the comment that when he was younger he used to cut the dogleg over the trees to give himself a chance to get home in two. It would take a heck of a shot to clear the trees, but the youngster, not to be outdone, teed up his ball and proceeded to knock it directly into the forest.
The kid sheepishly turned to Sam and asked, "How in the heck did you ever clear those trees?"
Sam replied with a smile, "Son, when I was younger, those trees were a lot shorter than they are now."
Some of the details are probably off. I don't even know if it's true. But it's a darn funny story any way you look at it. You can't beat Slammin' Sammy.
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