THEY DOES BITE, MR. STAHL, THEY DOES BITE

A week ago they played a golf tourney in Tucson. Tiger won, of course. He's dominated the sport like no other individual has dominated a sport since Babe Ruth. I mean one year Babe hit more home runs than some teams, if I'm not mistaken.

Anyway(s), a friend of mine vacations in Tucson for part of the Winter. An avid golfer and golf course worker, he has been a marshall for the tournament for a few years now. His 15 minutes of fame came on the Saturday round.

When he asked a golfer, Justin Leonard, I believe, if he needed a rope moved in order to hit his ball that had snuggled next to it. Since it was added to the course for spectator restraint and was man-made, he could move it without penalty. When Dick moved it, he got into a cholla or jumping jack cactus(not pictured) that left its needles in his hand and arm.

TV covered the carnage. When one of Dick's sons saw the close up on TV he knew it was his father's hand because of the watch and ring. It must have shown another view, because friends of Mr. Stahl reported it. "Did you see Dick on TV? Silly guy got into a cactus, and the cameras showed him with needles in his arm."

Other cactuses have brushed against my hands, legs, arms, feet, and neck. And, yes, they bite. Fortunately no cholla has gotten me, but I've heard about them. They say it's best to comb the needles out rather than pick them. They picked at Mr. Stahl's. But what do they know--they're from Tucson.

Next Winter, I'd suggest Florida for the Stahls. Or at least Scottsdale. We know how to remove stickers.