Lost City
For months the archaeologists had been toiling deep in
the Amazon jungle, clearing creepers and rampant, choking
undergrowth from faint traces of a Lost City.
Their excitement mounted as the place's extraordinary purpose
became evident. Broad winding avenues of giant flagstones
had deep, narrow perfectly circular holes every few hundred
yards.
It had to be…a golf course!
Any doubt was dispelled by the discovery of sculptures and
paintings of human figures using primitive prototypes of
irons or putters.
The next step was to interrogate local Indian tribesmen
about traditions associated with the prehistoric golf club
of the Lost City. And yes, it was soon learned that the
tribes did have legends of the Old Ones who followed a daily
ritual with clubs and balls, until routed by tragedy.
While watching a particularly wrinkled, aged elder chattering
to the interpreter,a Professor murmured wistfully, "If only
we knew why they gave up golf, making it vanish for centuries
before rediscovery".
The interpreter nodded eagerly and relayed the query. The
elder, surprised, made a sweeping gesture at the jungle,
and replied.
"Simple", was the translation, "they could not afford the
green fees.”
