FoxTrot by Bill Amend for April 04, 1997
Andy: How'd it go at the driving range? Roger: Miserably. Andy: I'm sorry, sweetie. Roger: Every shot was perfect! Dead-on! Straight and true! I didn't slice or top a single ball! Andy: What's wrong with that? Roger: Don't you see?? I probably wasted my entire season's allotment of good shots today! A guy like me only gets so many! Andy: Forget sports psychology, you need sports psychiatry. Roger: I mean, it wasn't all bad - my putting really stunk.