STL All Sports

St. Paul and St. Peter leaned over to watch a couple of duffers playing golf down below and decided to make a trip to earth to try the game themselves. St. Peter teed up first, measured the distance to the green with his eye, and drove the ball two hundred yards on a straight line. The ball hit the fairway, rolled up the green, and plopped into the cup. St. Paul smiled gently, teed up in turn, and smote the ball a real good belt. The little white pill sailed high and far, bounced once, and then cuddled cozily in the cup for another hole-in-one.

St. Peter shook his head and growled at St. Paul. "Come on," he said, "let's cut out the miracles and play some golf."