Some time ago, almost too
long to
remember but not too long to forget,
there was a town, a picturesque town
known as Ballymoreuseless.
A town with
a town hall, a public convenience, one
school, two churches and seven pubs. A
town so small that when the front of the
car was leaving the rear end was
arriving.
Despite its minuteness, the Lord Mayor
and his nine Councillors desperately
wanted a golf course. Neighbouring
towns and villages all had courses and
attracted lots of wealthy foreign visitors –
anyone from outside Ballymoreuseless
was considered foreign and wealthy.
So a meeting was held in the Town Hall
attended by the Lord Mayor, all nine
Councillors and the entire remaining
population of two, the rest were at a
football match in the next county. No
resolution was reached so the meeting
adjourned to the nearest pub.
There the
ideas, the conversation and the liquid
sustenance flowed, until finally the Lord
Mayor announced the solution. “We will create” he said “a
once in a
lifetime course, for this course will be
unique not only in this country but in the
world … it will be the first ever one
hole
golf course in the history of mankind”.
He
was prone to hyperbole and
exaggeration.
With the destruction of the infrequently
used and rarely cleaned public
convenience, there would be just enough
land for a perfect par five hole.
The world’s ultimate par five golf course
with manicured green, contoured fairway
and bunkers filled with the best sand
available from the local play centre sand
pit.
Confirming the absolute perfection of the
course, it was deemed that as all true
Golfers would only need five shots for
this perfect hole, a team would only need
five clubs.
But who would have the honour of
playing first? Again, another meeting was
held, again there was an adjournment.
This time to a different pub. Impartiality
was essential even if the Lord Mayor
owned all seven.
Late in the evening, in
the interests of equity, peace and
harmony it was determined that all would
play the first round and two teams of five
were formed.
As the Lord Mayor and his councilors did
not possess golf clubs it was deemed that
the cost would be covered by the Town
Council amenities budget. However as
budget funding was low, expenditure was
limited to providing one single club for
each team member and one ball for each
team.
Opening day arrived, and amid great
pomp and ceremony, and with both
teams assembled behind him on the tee,
each member clutching their allocated
club, the Lord Mayor of Ballymoreuseless
teed off and with a loud shout of ‘Cuig’ (Gaelic
for five as opposed to Ceathair, Gaelic for
four) struck the ball in the first game of
Galfcuig, five a side, one ball golf, ever
played.
Not only was it the first but it was
also the last round of Galfcuig played on
the Ballymoreuseless course. The next day
the Government commandeered the land
for a motorway extension. |