His obsession with golf had become a giant problem.
Then a giant became his problem.
When he awakened a sleeping giant while playing disc golf in the forest he was made an offer he couldn’t refuse. His life would be spared but he must teach the giant to play golf- after coming up with the equipment.
A machinist, he had a ball making the iron. A perfectionist, he made sure everything about the ball itself was in proportion; the diameter, weight, even the dimples. After many calculations and much puttering, it was finished.
Tee time. What could possibly go wrong?
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The photo is by Douglas M. MacIlroy . The prompt is from Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers.
ShiftnShake 
I hope the giant’s aim is good, or that could do some damage!
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Yeah, the sequel could be filled with havoc of mammoth proportions. Thanks for coming by.
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You will find out once you play.
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Yep.
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I want to read more. How and where did he teach the giant to play the game?
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I was relieved to hit the word count and not be accountable for those detsils. It’s a giant problem for sure.
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Tee time – great pun!
I like the way you leave us wanting more at the end.
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I meant to just have some fun with this. You are the one who wrote of a giant problem. One I hope can be solved.
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“Fore!”
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Fi Fie Fo Fum Fore!!!!!! Duck!!
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Everything that can go wrong, will. Count on it.
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Yes, this could get pretty messy.
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I had images of the giant from Jack & The Bean Stalk. I assume that was your protagonist’s name? 🙂
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It is now!
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Curious to know what happens next …
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I have no idea. Please feel free to finish the story!
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Nothing if he doesn’t hit the ball. OOPS. That’s probably the problem. 😀
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Yes, even a swing and a miss could be destructive. Let’s hope he doesn’t throw his clubs too.
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Intriguing story Nicely done
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Thank you. I appreciate the visit and the comments.
What is that thing, if not a giant golf ball?
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Great wordplay. And a story with a sequel.
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Thanks. I doubt I’ll write a sequel but I did enjoy playing with words for this one.
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Dear D.
One never asks the question, “what could go wrong?” 😉 Knowing the photographer, I thought of his as the one in your story. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Yes, it is best to let sleeping giants lie, or to let lying giants sleep.
Still, if you enjoyed this story I am glad and I thank you for organizing these prompts for Friday Fictioneers.
Shalom, or, as my people say, Have a good one.
D.
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I bet the course was big, when the giant connected the ball would have gone miles, look out anyone below!
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I don’t know why, but I feel like he should tee off in D.C.
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I can almost see the houses crumbling when the giant shouts “FORE”, and the fear before it lands… I think something can go wrong actually
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Oh, yes, absolutely.
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My goodness, this is fun! Well done.
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Thanks! Fun was my intent.
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