“Oh, I wish I were playing better!” He scowled.
Suddenly, in a cloud of smoke, a genie appeared. “Is that your ONLY wish?”
Jason blinked. “Well, come to think of it ... ”
On the next hole, he swung the club, and flew right with the ball down the middle of the fairway, steering it in the right direction. From there to the clubhouse, let's just say he scored well.