A Clay Pidgeon Tale
chronicled by
Bill Campbell
I had a bunch of clay pidgeons and only a hand thrower, not being able to both throw and shoot I thought I could train Bob Connor to throw them for me so off we went to the gun club .....After a lesson I told Bob I would yell (pull) and he could go ahead and throw the pidgeon and I would shoot it... We got ready and I yelled pull...nothing happened so just as I was turning to see what was going on the pidgeon powdered against the side of my head...By the time I got the powder out of my eyes all I could see was bobby hauling oeiz across the golf course... I took off after him but by the time I caught him we were both pooped so....I let him live,,,(ha)...