They ignored certain preliminary and all-too-pointed comments of the watcher.

They strode gallantly to the tee in turn and exhibited the admirable form taught them by John.

They took perfect practice swings.
They addressed the ball ceremoniously, waggled the club at it, first soothingly, then with distinct menace, looked up to frown at a spot far down the fairway, looked back, exhaled the breath, and drove.

Rapp, Senior, sliced into the rough.

Gideon Whipple hooked into the rough.
Sharon Whipple mocked them injuriously.