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months the archaeologists had been tolling deep in the Amazon jungle, clearing
creepers and rampant, choking undergrowth from the faint traces of a Lost City.
Their excitement mounted as the place`s extraordinary purpose became evident.
Broad, winding avenues of giant flagstones had deep, narrow, perfectly circular
holes every few hundred yards. It had to be .... a golf course! Any doubt was
dispelled by the discovery of stone panels depicting human figures using primitive
prototypes of irons or putters.
Next step was to interrogate local Indian tribesmen about traditions associated
with the prehistoric golf club. And yes, the tribes did have legends of Old
Ones who followed a daily ritual with the clubs and balls, until routed by tragedy.
Watching a particularly wrinkled, aged elder chattering to the interpreter,
a Professor murmured wistfully. "If only we knew why they gave up golf,
making it vanish for centuries before rediscovery."
The interpreter nodded eagerly and relayed the query. The elder, surprised,
made a sweeping gesture at the jungle, and replied tersely. "Simple,"
was the translation, "they couldn`t afford the green fees."