Another golf joke

It was a gorgeous Sunday morning in June, and the local minister wakes up with this irresistable urge to go golfing. But as it's Sunday, he can't just leave because of services. He gets ready for church, lamenting that he'll miss this once in a lifetime opportunity to go golfing on the most perfect day of the year, when he gets an idea. Calling his associate pastor, the minister fakes a cold, and claims that he cannot come to do services, the associate must perform the religious duties on his own this day. The associate pastor of course readily agrees, and wishes his superiour well.

So the minister goes out, and plays the best damn golf game in his life! He's hit par on all the most difficult holes he was never able to get before, he gets several eagles and birdies, and is having the time of his life!

Finally, he gets to the 18th hole. Par here is 6, as there is a particularly tricky bend in the green surrounded by tall trees and other hazards. Looking to the sky and saying a small prayer, he whacks that golf ball as hard as he possibly can. But his aim is off, and instead of going over the trees and clearing the bend, it goes parallel to the trees and looks to land deep in the rough. But at the last possible second, a gust of wind blows, and sends his ball onto the green to roll neatly into the cup.

Amazed, the minister yelps and horrays, congratulating himself on such a great shot! It is truly the game of his life, and he's looking forward to all the bragging rights he has just accumulated! Finally, the minister kneels, and greatfully prays his thanks to God for such a wonderful day. Miracle of miracles, a big booming voice answers his prayer.

"So...who you gonna tell?"