Daily Inspiration Quote by Jim Bishop

A “gimme” is golf’s quiet little lie: a putt so short you’re allowed to pretend it went in. Jim Bishop’s line needles that ritual by dragging its social truth into daylight. Calling it “an agreement between two losers who can’t putt” isn’t just a cheap shot at bad golfers; it’s a jab at the whole bargain of mutual face-saving that props up gentlemanly games. The word “agreement” matters. This isn’t about skill so much as collusion: two people deciding that the appearance of competence is preferable to the inconvenience of proving it.

Bishop, a journalist with a reporter’s allergy to cant, frames the gimme as a micro-contract of hypocrisy. Golf sells itself as self-policing and honorable, yet here’s a loophole sanctified by etiquette. His insult (“losers”) punctures the sport’s aspirational veneer and reminds you how status works: not by being honest, but by being seen as the kind of person who doesn’t need to be checked. If you accept the gimme, you accept the story that you would have made it. If you offer it, you buy goodwill and avoid watching your partner wobble into embarrassment.

The joke lands because it’s true beyond the green. Most social life runs on tiny gimmes: unchallenged exaggerations, polite omissions, credentials no one audits. Bishop’s cynicism is less about golf than about the everyday deals we strike to keep the round moving and the egos intact.