August 12, 1997

Signed and SEALed

By GARY DUNFORD
Toronto Sun
 FOUR! "Golf is so boring," Christie Blatchford sighs. That's why Blatch and Rosie DiManno were inspired to play a topless last hole at a weekend charity golf tournament. Or should that be last hole, topless? Both hole and columnists were without tops. But it wouldn't be a hole if it had a top, would it? I digress.
 Recalls Blatch: "Rosie said to me on the second hole: 'Have we only played two holes? How we gonna make it thru this?' One of us -- she blames me -- suggested we should take our tops off on the last hole. The thought of that kept us going. We were planning it all day. It was quite awesome." Blatch cackles at the memory.
 "The best part is that playing right behind us was a foursome from CFTO," she says. "They'd been hanging around all day, talking to us. On our last hole, we teed off without tops, played it out topless, then did a victory lap in the cart over to the clubhouse. But the Channel Nine guys were too bombed to notice! They wouldn't know a tit if it hit them." Why am I not surprised at this? No film at 11.
 "We flashed my husband in the foursome ahead of us," Blatch sez. "But we got our best reception from the maintenance men at the club. We took the cart around the back of the clubhouse, and they yelled 'You're the effin' best!' It was so much fun."
 Did the topless columnists feel as one with the cosmos? "Right! It was awesome!" Will they do this again? "Who knows?" We read Blatch's daily correctives with new zeal.
  
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