subheatadey said:
vinvan said:
How do you play golf in the evening, you must have one hell of a torch
Back when I used to play golf, it was a bit of a regular event sometimes once a week or sometimes twice or even three times depending to go to the local driving range and hit a basket of balls, about fifty five in a basket most places. This was supposed to keep your swing together when in reality it fine tuned and ingrained all the bad stuff that you already had in your swing because you’d invariably end up secretly trying to belt the living daylights out of most shots :shock: which in reality is the dummest thing you could do. :lol: The ‘’’depending’’‘ bit was how you’d played on the weekend :roll: , if you played well then you might practice well but if you played badly then you’d go up the driving range two or even three times and out of frustration end up slashing like a mad thing which usually didn’t improve matters. All this was done in a protected environment so you didn’t get rained on or too windswept and under the romantic glare of several banks of spotlights
This usually ended with an hour or so at the local pub of choice and a post mortem of what was so awful about your swing :roll: . Most activities that have the word golf in the title like ‘a game of golf’ or going to ‘ the golf driving range’ or arranging a ‘game of golf’ involve several pints to lubricate the nastiness of the damned game :shock:
:shock: A horrendous game that could destroy your complete self confidence and usually but not always a game of opposites,if there’s trouble on any hole on the right for instance you calmly take this into consideration when deciding what shot to play and where to play it and think to yourself I’ll just swing like so, calmly and smoothly with a nice follow through :mrgreen: then you place your ball on its tee, address the ball, position yourself beautifully and as you smoothly take your back swing, ,the little man in your head cries out ‘‘’there’s trouble on the right’’’ and you involuntarily swing away from the trouble with a vicious swipe of the club and a swing like a monkey falling drunkenly out of a tree which in most instances imparts a side spin on the ball and you watch as it goes off away from the trouble then gradually spins and slices over to exactly where you didn’t want to be, usually out of bounds or in a lake somewhere :lol: . It’s supposed to be a relaxing past time :lol:
Ozziedog,,,,,,,,,,bloody game :mrgreen:
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