you would never know by the unorthodox swing and the shite golf clubs that i have actually hit two hole in ones in my life.
both must have been miracles.
i havent played golf in about two years.
yesterday i played in the lovely tasmanian weather at rosny with jeff -ro.
he is good. he hasnt played in about the same time as me, and still hit 41 over nine holes. thats 6 over par.
for a second there i considered subscribing myself to playing tiger woods on playstation and giving up the real thing.
but on the last hole, with the driver malfunctioning all day, i hit a blinder. must have gone 1km.
just when all hopes fade, shots like this one come straight out the arse.
so why, all afternoon, do i absolutely skull fuck it, then at the last minute come good?
something to do with aaron baddeley's pga win?
golf is voodu.
golf is evil.
im addicted.
teeroy
posted on Oct 5, 2007 6:27 PM ()