The first time I ever played golf, I desecrated the previous year's champion at my local course by 9 strokes playing the entire round with only my 7 iron and my putter. The now ex-champion was so angry and embarrassed by this loss that he attacked me on the 18th green, and I was forced to beat him to near- death with my 7 iron. As he lay in the middle of the 18th green twitching with the last signs of life leaving his body, and with the whole town watching, I put down the 7 iron and picked up my putter to deliver the final death blow, cratering the man's skull and sinking the putter into his brain matter. It was a bloody and ugly scene. I beat this man of stature to death with the only two clubs I had just used to beat him in golf. And that's how I got the name Teddy2Sticks