Spring is finally here and with it Golf Season, yeahhh ! During winter I met a few people that were excited about the game and wanted to start playing this year. This blog is for them. It has some insights on how to make the experience pleasant and productive. The first advice is: don’t buy expensive equipment until you make sure you really like the game and that you will play the next season. The interesting thing about golf is that either you love it or you despise it, so nothing in between. This year you will find out what your feelings are towards the game. So go to a tag sale or borrow some used clubs from a friend and go to the driving range. Second advice is, as soon as you can, get some lessons so you can practice the right moves. You don’t have to do it right away but it is best if you see a professional after a couple of times in the range. Take a look at this video, go to the range, hit a few balls, go back home, see the video again, go back to the range, book a couple of lessons. Learning golf is a process, it takes at least two years to get a decent swing. It is also a continuous learning activity. That’s why if you like it, you practice, you research, you go out with friends and you get better, and then the game becomes more enjoyable. Golf has resemblance with life as you will read in my next blog. Have a great season.
G.McKenna Golf Haiku
Gigantic driver Fuels my testosterone dreams Three-hundred yard drive.
Gotta get a grip On this game that has gripped me Before it gives me the grippe.
My ball is engulfed By autumn’s crimson bounty Perils of fall golf.
Chipmunk takes cover Knows the stone wall may save him From my wicked slice.
Smashed it off the tee. But why did my second shot Only go ten yards?
Three-foot downhill putt Just keeps going and going. Now six feet back up.
Winter rules beckon Even in the August heat. Don’t heed that siren’s call.
Splashdown in the pond A chorus of croaks erupts Laughter of the frogs.
Snack bar girl so cute Even though I’m not hungry Gimme another hotdog.
Kerplunk. Rattle. Plop. Sweet euphony on the green. Sunk another putt.
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