Comments about Andrew Darrat
Once upon her links so eerie, golfers wandered broke and teary,
Over hazards deftly placed by Colt and Morris years before,
Whilst I watched their desperate slapping, Muirfield kept the ego’s snapping,
All the while the golf gods clapping, clapping at the grizzly score;
Stop the carnage! Someone uttered, as another man yelled fore!
Just a wish and nothing more.
Hard and fast with winds a gusting, never easing never trusting,
A true links test that lost for decades, mother nature did restore,
Balls rolled out into the heather, aided by the drying weather, ...