East Horton Golf Club

Short holes punish greed first.

Anything timid rolls back down to say hello.

A wedge, a firm heart, and no peeking.

Long leaves the harder chip. Believe the number.

A three here never hurt anyone.

Centre of the green, every day of the week.

The miss is short here. It is nearly always short.

Under-clubbing is the oldest mistake on this tee.

One good swing. That is the whole assignment.

Good players aim away from the pin here. Be one.

The bank forgives nothing. Land it on top.

Take one more club than pride suggests.

Aim at the fat of the green and putt for your two.

The green sits smaller than it reads from the tee.

Par walks off this tee less often than it should.

Pick a spot on the green and mean it.

The wind does more up here than the trees admit.

Swing at eighty per cent. The yardage is honest.

All carry. Choose the club that clears it twice.

A wood from the tee is not a confession. Take it.

Fly it all the way in. There is no running route.

The water is nearer the tee than the green. Ignore it.

Anything timid rolls back down to say hello.

Sand on every side. The green is the only safe place.

Running one in through the front is the percentage play.

A wedge, a firm heart, and no peeking.

A wood from the tee is not a confession. Take it.

Anything timid rolls back down to say hello.

The bank forgives nothing. Land it on top.