A golfer was involved in a terrible car crash and was rushed to the hospital. Just before he was put under, the surgeon popped in to see him. "I have some good news and some bad news," says the

A golfer was involved in a terrible car crash and was rushed to the hospital. Just before he was put under, the surgeon popped in to see him.

"I have some good news and some bad news," says the surgeon.

The golfer, groggy and confused, manages to mumble, "Give me the bad news first."

The surgeon sighs, "Well, the accident was pretty bad. We had to amputate both of your legs."

The golfer’s eyes widen in shock. "My legs?! BOTH of them? Oh no! This is awful! How will I ever play golf again?"

The surgeon pats him on the shoulder, "That brings me to the good news."

The golfer, still panicked, asks, "What could possibly be good about this?"

The surgeon grins, "Your golfing buddy, Jim, is in the waiting room. He says he’ll buy your clubs off you."