The talisman Jo had given him that morning seemed to be working. Mitch was two up, and standing on the 16th had a chance to close out the game.
He withdrew his club, gave the head cover a rub and took his honour. It was a long par 3, with a gully to the left and a deep bunker to the right. His ball soared to the green, pretty close. His opponent’s ball faded into the trap.
He smiled as he slipped the bright purple dragon’s head back onto his driver. Its silken tongue of flame waved in the breeze.
He withdrew his club, gave the head cover a rub and took his honour. It was a long par 3, with a gully to the left and a deep bunker to the right. His ball soared to the green, pretty close. His opponent’s ball faded into the trap.
He smiled as he slipped the bright purple dragon’s head back onto his driver. Its silken tongue of flame waved in the breeze.
