Hachiko
Mar 27, 2004, 14:29
Out on the hometown golf links with an old high school chum, I soon ended up in trouble -- for our initial drives found me in ankle deep rough and him sitting pretty on a small rise in the center of the fairway. Before plunging into the weeds, I complimented my friend on his position, and he returned with this tee shot wisdom: "There is no such thing as a perfect lie."
Due to a grammatical error, I at first thought he was referring to sex and not golf. Soon though, I was bewitched by the writer's love of irony, and rather than search ahead for my wayward ball, I instead found myself gazing back at the "perfect" lies I have told myself in my time in Japan.
Japan Times (http://www.japantimes.com/cgi-bin/getarticle.pl5?fl20040327td.htm)
Due to a grammatical error, I at first thought he was referring to sex and not golf. Soon though, I was bewitched by the writer's love of irony, and rather than search ahead for my wayward ball, I instead found myself gazing back at the "perfect" lies I have told myself in my time in Japan.
Japan Times (http://www.japantimes.com/cgi-bin/getarticle.pl5?fl20040327td.htm)