I am used to bat with, yet I...
[5356] I am used to bat with, yet I... - I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet I am never thrown. What am I? - #brainteasers #riddles - Correct Answers: 29 - The first user who solved this task is Alfa Omega
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I am used to bat with, yet I...

I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet I am never thrown. What am I?
Correct answers: 29
The first user who solved this task is Alfa Omega.
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The golfer and the funeral

A golfer and his buddies were playing a big round of golf for $200.

At the eighteenth green the golfer had a ten foot putt to win the round, and the $200.

As he was lining up his putt, a funeral procession started to pass by.

The golfer set down his putter, took his hat off, placed it over his chest, and waited for the funeral procession to pass.

After it passed, he picked up his putter and returned to lining up his putt, and completed it, thus winning the game and the money.

Afterwards, one of his buddies said, "That was the most touching thing I have ever seen.

I can't believe you stopped playing, possibly losing your concentration, to pay your respects."

"Well," said the golfer, "we were married for 25 years."

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Richard Jefferies

Born 6 Nov 1848; died 14 Aug 1887 at age 38.(John) Richard Jefferies, born near Swindon was an English naturalist, novelist, and essayist. He began his literary career as a local reporter in Wiltshire, and from then on he wrote many works of natural history and country life, and essays in journals and magazines. Jefferies relied greatly on 'field notebooks', where he entered his meticulous observations on the life of the countryside. Wild Life in a Southern Country, in which the author, sitting on a Wiltshire down, observes in ever widening circles the fields, woods, animals, and human inhabitants below him, was published with success in 1879. He wrote his autobiography, Story of My Heart (1883). His vision was unappreciated in his own Victorian age but has been increasingly recognized and admired since his death.
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