The Player meets the Tiger

The Player pulls in to a rest stop just outside Johns Creek on his way to Doraville, Georgia for the Allman Brothers Day festivities; a follow up to the Masters Golf Tournament.  He grabs a seat at the bar.  The place is full of post PGA golfer types and lots of babes.

"I'll have a White Russian".  The player looks out over the bar like he owns the place.  There is a couple of ladies in white jeans back in the smoke filled pool table area that looks like they need a game.  He likes the way they hold the sticks.  A man at the bar mumbled, "I had a white Norwegian once".

Hey buddy, you play pool? There are some bitches that need a little attention.  The guy sitting next to the player is obviously drunk and is hanging his head low.  His Courvoisier was looking slim so the the Player motioned to the bartender to freshen it up.

The Player:  "What? Oh hey, Tiger, how's the swingin?"

"Fuck, everyone keeps ragging me about that"

The Player:  "Na, I am not talking about the golf, man.  Hey, those ladies look ripe?"

Tiger jerks his head up so fast his hat flew off showing his bald head and the scar on his cheek.  "Aw shit, sorry, I am kinda sensitive about the whore thing."

The Player:   Let's move to the pool table and places some quarters on the rim.  Eldrick, "I never pay for it, I play for it, there is a difference.  Sure I have to buy a few games of pool or a few drinks.  If you want to squeeze it, ya have to treat her like a sponge". 

Tiger mumbles under his breath while picking up his hat"Are you sure?". He and the Player moved off toward the pool tables. 

While looking only into the eyes of the tall brunette the Player said, "Ladies, can we slide our quarters in here, we need some dangerous competition.  I hear your rack is the best in town!

Ladies:  Sure enough, those are our quarters.  Rack em.

The player grabs a stick and slides over to the chalk table up close to the ladies while motioning Tiger to "rack-em".  With some sort of mystic hand signs, he motions to the bar babe across the way to top up the drinks for the ladies. 

Just as Tiger finished the racking and grabbed a stick, Redneck Willie came over and said,  "Hey, that is our table, we are up next."

Tiger:  Only people with a full sets of teeth play on this table.

Redneck Willie: "Who says you burr headed needle dick"

The Player grabbed Tiger and out the back door they went. 

The Player:  "Tiger, there were too many of them and the ladies were married.  Hey, they Players feel you should have your card reinstated as soon as possible.  I do not think you are ready.  Player Reynolds said you do not have a whole bunch of potential but money makes up for that in the short term.  As you are finding out."

Tiger:  "I am pathetic, I know, but willing"

The Player:  The new card is in the mail.