Loki and Coyote were loafing around in the otherworld just looking for a bit of fun when they noticed Father Murphy one Sunday morning as he gazed out his window on an exceptionally beautiful and sunny early spring day. Without any help from anyone the priest decided he just had to play golf. So... he called his stand-in that he was feeling sick and persuaded him to say Mass for Murphy's flock that day.
As soon as he hung up, Father Murphy headed out of town to a golf course about forty miles away knowing he wouldn't accidentally meet anyone he knew from his parish. Setting up on the first tee, he was alone. After all, it was Sunday morning and everyone else was in church!
At about this time, Coyote leaned over to Loki while looking down from the heavens and asked, "We're not going to let him get away with this, are we?"
Loki sighed, and said, "No, I guess not. Here, hold my beer"
Just then Father Murphy hit the ball and shanked it into the woods where it bounced off an oak tree, shot up and was snagged in mid-air by a passing crow which carried it straight to the pin. Falling just inches short, it rolled up and plunked into the hole for A 450 YARD HOLE IN ONE!
Coyote was astonished. He looked at his buddy and asked, "Why did you do that?"
Loki retrieved his beer and grinned, "Who's he going to tell?"