Golf, a creul fucking game!

I shot 97, 97 this weekend.... but this tells you nothing. My Saturday 97 was the worst golf experience in a long while, and felt much worse (believe it or not) than the 107 I carded last week, and that was only time I shot over 100 in the last year. That is just how badly it felt.  I lost my composure... a total meltdown.  Thank god there are no pictures. I actually considered walking off the course on multiple occasions crying in my car, digging my sailing equipment out of the closet, and donating my clubs to a local charity.

My Sunday 97 (same fucking score) felt fantastic.  I struck the ball well all day.  A couple of bad shots, a couple of poor course management decisions, and got a couple a very bad breaks. Here is the funny part, and here is the true beauty of golf.  Both rounds with friends were enjoyable, and both days, somehow, I contributed to team winning scores. I just doesn't make sense.

Golf, dont look for an explanation... there is none.  Just enjoy it.

Saturday

Sunday

YOU THOUGHT YOU HIT IT LONGER | From Kyle Phelps

The table right (figure 1) shows a pretty frightening development I think. Fifteen years ago the funny quote from Lee Trevino alleged that “no-one could hit a 1 Iron”. Well look at the loft on today’s #3 Iron and you can see it is well on its way to being a 1 Iron that Lee Trevino could NOT hit.