way I think about the game of golf. My first shot, I slice. Not just any slice either. The golf ball looked like it had eyes and shot up and over the fence towards the road. No problem right? WRONG! About the same time I swing, a car turns the corner. Naturally my balThey say golf is a great game. They say it’s the only game that you compete against yourself in. I say it’s boring. At least I used to. When Tiger Woods burst onto the PGA he electrified the golfing world. He turned the game into something exciting, something fun, and something that I wanted to do.

So, I decided I was going to go golfing. I called my buddy and we went to the course. We had to rent our clubs and I think we used tennis shoes instead of golf shoes. I am a lefty so it took me like twenty minutes to find a set that I could use. So, we start on the inner 9. Now I played baseball in high school and figured that I would be at least decent at golf. I mean you see the ball and hit the ball right? Well not exactly. I think shot about an 8 on the first and that’s only because I am a decent putter. I had gotten enough practice playing mini golf that I could save face (if not par) on the greens.

The next hole played right along the fence line. About 15 yards past the fence there was a road. This will be important and will forever change the way I think about the game of golf. My first shot, I slice. Not just any slice either. The golf ball looked like it had eyes and shot up and over the fence towards the road. No problem right? WRONG! About the same time I swing, a car turns the corner. Naturally my bal

something that I wanted to do.

So, I decided I was going to go golfing. I called my buddy and we went to the course. We had to rent our clubs and I think we used tennis shoes instead of golf shoes. I am a lefty so it took me like twenty minutes to find a set that I could use. So, we start on the inner 9. Now I played baseball in high school and figured that I would be at least decent at golf. I mean you see the ball and hit the ball right? Well not exactly. I think shot about an 8 on the first and that’s only because I am a decent putter. I had gotten enough practice playing mini golf that I could save face (if not par) on the greens.

The next hole played right along the fence line. About 15 yards past the fence there was a road. This will be important and will forever change the way I think about the game of golf. My first shot, I slice. Not just any slice either. The golf ball looked like it had eyes and shot up and over the fence towards the road. No problem right? WRONG! About the same time I swing, a car turns the corner. Naturally my bal

at I could use. So, we start on the inner 9. Now I played baseball in high school and figured that I would be at least decent at golf. I mean you see the ball and hit the ball right? Well not exactly. I think shot about an 8 on the first and that’s only because I am a decent putter. I had gotten enough practice playing mini golf that I could save face (if not par) on the greens.

The next hole played right along the fence line. About 15 yards past the fence there was a road. This will be important and will forever change the way I think about the game of golf. My first shot, I slice. Not just any slice either. The golf ball looked like it had eyes and shot up and over the fence towards the road. No problem right? WRONG! About the same time I swing, a car turns the corner. Naturally my bal

decent putter. I had gotten enough practice playing mini golf that I could save face (if not par) on the greens.

The next hole played right along the fence line. About 15 yards past the fence there was a road. This will be important and will forever change the way I think about the game of golf. My first shot, I slice. Not just any slice either. The golf ball looked like it had eyes and shot up and over the fence towards the road. No problem right? WRONG! About the same time I swing, a car turns the corner. Naturally my bal

way I think about the game of golf. My first shot, I slice. Not just any slice either. The golf ball looked like it had eyes and shot up and over the fence towards the road. No problem right? WRONG! About the same time I swing, a car turns the corner. Naturally my ball soars up, over the fence, and smacks into the car. Instinctively I drop the rented Titleist and start walking towards the clubhouse. About 3 seconds after realizing that the ball hit the car, my friend turns to say something to me only to find out that I was halfway across the coarse and still walking. He looked at me, looked at the car, and looked at the club in his hand. Only then did he realize that he would be on the hook for the damage that shot caused. Luckily for him, the car didn’t stop.

Once I knew it was safe, I returned to the hole. I pick up the club and decide that I’ll give it another shot. I wait until there are no cars, I aim to my right, and swing away… and of course, I slice it again and this time, hit the side of a house off the bounce. We ended up just skipping the outer 9 and went to the 10th. I’ve enjoyed the game ever since and in fact, I am now a handicap of about 8. Not exactly the next Tiger Woods but at least I don’t hit any more cars.