Will I? Well, perhaps if I am dragged out there with cigars and single malt, but the will is completely gone. After slowly improving all year, the last two weeks have become a pretty miserable experience spiraling me back to the core of my being, a pretty shitty golfer. Here are the reasons why...
1. It's really fucking cold. I am wearing so many layers of clothes I don't feel comfortable to rotate, which is causing my arms to collapse on my back swing, and not follow through. I am tired of watching the results of that combination, usually a pussy fade as I come out of my 1/2 swing. What an embarrassing joke.
2. The track I play on, RICC and cow pasture, is starting to finally improve from this summers disaster, but these are the current conditions: many of the fairways are aerated, some of the greens are aerated, most of the greens are patched, and some of the greens have dead patches. The tee boxes have been recently widened by Helen Keller so there are uneven dead lines on both sides of most boxes. The sand traps (which should be completely restored for 2012) are composed of compacted mud with a light dusting of sand. Around the greens are patches dead grass and hard pan. The perfect lie for a 17 handicap hack to get his balls to spin in 40 degree temperatures.
3. oh, the final reason... (after I blame every outside possible influence,) is that I suck!
Its just not fun anymore. I cant believe I am saying this, but I need a long fucking break from golf.
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