Scorecards from both my Aces as well as crappy Top Flite proving you don’t need an expensive ball
How about a sports story this week? I spent last weekend up in Tahoe on a golf trip with my wife and another couple. We were all celebrating our wedding anniversaries, (as mentioned in this story). The weather was very cooperative and we all had a great time.
Written about in this story, (link), my dad was a really good golfer who carried close to a zero handicap for all of his life. He never had an ace, a hole-in-one though. I am a so-so golfer, but luck has certainly shined my way in the game of golf. It’s better to be lucky than good, right?
8/14/98 – the fateful day my wife’s head no longer fit through the doorway
After breaking my leg, I was told “no more running sports, Rob”. If you’ve been a long time reader, then you’ve probably picked up on my thoughts regarding the importance of common activities and sports, especially in a relationship. (If not, here’s a sample story – link).
I thought maybe I’d shift gears and write a story about a more recent occurrence. My wife and I are golfers, (which is to say she’s a golfer and I golf – there’s a difference). As this story is being published, we are enjoying the Phoenix Open together, hoping to brush shoulders with Tiger Woods. Since a young boy, I have believed it to be very important for couples to not only have shared goals, but also to have shared activities. There are very few women who have better hand-eye coordination than my wife. That is to say, I’m sure there are lots of them, but I personally have never known one single woman who can attempt a sport and master it so quickly. Continue reading →