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Originally Posted by WilliamTheIrish
The thought went through my mind. But I thought "Hold off, your playing crummy. Work on your swing. Then, after you correct some flaws, spend money on a driver."
Not now.
Today.... it wasn't fun anymore. It was like f'n work. I like leaving the golf course happy. I haven't done that in two months. PLus my brothers are just killin' me. And those bastards are just ribbin me no end. (OK, that part is fun.)
You'd have been proud of me today. I threw my 3 iron about 40 yards. Longest drive I had all month. Seriously.
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Maybe it's the company. You and I should go out and hack up a local course someday. No expectations whatsoever. I don't think I've played since the last time you and I played.