Saturday, December 17, 2011
Are You Hooked? Entry #9
TITLE: Suckered In
GENRE: I'm not quite sure... YA, maybe?
I first met Thomas O’Rourke at the Maidstone Country Club.
I was on the Club’s golf course, about to tee off on the thirteenth hole when he approached by himself, carting around a heavy golf bag. Not being the type of country club to admit any old person off the street, I dismissed him as a simple caddy. I positioned my golf club next to the small white ball, and was about to strike when the caddy spoke.
‘Excuse me, dear sir, you wouldn’t happen to have the time, would you?’ the caddy asked me in a quaint Irish accent.
My own caddy answered for me. ‘Quarter past three,’ he said gruffly. ‘Now move along, go find your golfer.’
‘I am a golfer,’ Thomas O’Rourke replied. ‘I’m here to play golf.’ To me, he asked, ‘do you mind if I play this hole with you?’
My caddy began to tell the man to get lost, Lord Charles Hensley didn’t share the green with a common man, but I interrupted with a raise of my hand. ‘Settle down, Jethro, the man only wants to play golf! Besides, it’s a lovely day! You can’t blame a man for wanting to play golf on such a fine Saturday afternoon, can you?’
Of course, if I had known then who Thomas O’Rourke was, I would have demanded Jethro throttle him right there on the field.
‘No, sir,’ Jethro said humbly. He moved aside for the man to join me.
‘I’m Thomas O’Rourke,’ the man said, thrusting out his hand. I took it and he shook energetically.