My father is genetically disposed to be lefthanded, but when he was growing up the teachers would not permit him to use his left hand to write, and so he learned to write righthanded. As a result, he prefers to do most things lefthanded, including golf, but is very capable of doing things with both hands, such as bat, and yet does some things righthanded, including writing and bowling.

My father worked for many years in a managerial capacity for a large utility, and he bowled and golfed in the company leagues. He was pretty good, with a lot of power and control, bowling righthanded but golfing lefthanded. One spring, a new guy was transferred to the area, and he turned out to be a rather egotistic blowhard full of rodomontade (), and he proceeded to challenge everyone at everything, including card games, bowling and golf. The guy was pretty good, after all, but he apparently had a problem because he couldn't beat my dad at bowling.

Well, golf season came, and Mr Hotshot and my Dad eventually ended up in the same foursome for a league round. At that point, hotshot had seen my Dad write at work and bowl in the league, and naturally assumed that Dad was righthanded. Mr Hotshot decided to challenge my Dad to a sidebet regarding the round. My Dad accepted the challenge. Now, it seems that hotshot was ambidextrous, and enjoyed demonstrating his bilateral skills. "But," said the hotshot, thinking that Dad was righthanded, "to make it fair, let's golf lefthanded." "OK!", said Dad, as he teed off 330 yards down the middle of the fairway ...