After the success of the all Hurley Walnut bashing festival, Hurley golf has been accepted as a non Olympic sport forever and ever for those clever enough to play the game of one club golf.
The change came about as a result of a lightning strike in the middle of an official hurling match, which combined with the native disease spreading potential of any public gathering exacerbated by catholicism’s need for public suffering. Our strapping young lads decided to head for freer spaces and suddenly unlimited hurling was possible if they simply didn’t care if anyone was watching or not.
But then thoughts of homosexuality and why the need of ritual gathering of men was necessary for such an unnecessary task when, like the former lead guitarist of Kiss once told his brothers, you could just figure it out at home and mail in your opinion. Surprisingly or unsurprisingly, our lads figured that was a good idea.
Suddenly, we were welcome to take our Labradors on a nice walks and bonk ahead a chewable sliotar and let Charlie hustle do the work. But then, recognizing that a chewable sliotar what’s the greatest fucking invention of all time, they tossed the bloody hound and started playing hurley handball against the walls of the State House until the fat bureaucrats left forever. Even the baseball people took over when they realized that it was a glove man’s dream to be able to throw a hard rubber ball against the wall and have it come back really fast so that catching it was interesting and missing it was a jog.
But then came the samurai. Steel is real. Maybe wood could, but steel is power. Thus was born single club Hurley golf as the cure for the pasture blues and the invention of the greatest game ever even discussed by Mom or Dad or anybody’s mom or dad. That’s right, play them as it lies turns into a bucket of shit if you have the ability to pick the ball up off the ground and whack it in the air.
Play it as it lies is bullshit if you are truly an epic Hurley Golf player. If you have the ability to snatch the slioterka out of any peril and send her flying in a better direction, you are welcome to sit on the Jedi council for life.
Hurley on, muy drugi, Hurley on until the Empire falls from the sheer weight of maintaining itself.
And fair is fair, even the ladies could look at something beautiful during a two-person round in the late spring time.
Hurley golf is truly for the samurai in all of us.
Even the tiger himself is into it because I think he invented the game.
And yes, of course white got his can play Hurley golf. We wouldn’t even be having this conversation if it weren’t for white guys.
If God is nature and nature is God, who do you think created hurling?
