Happy Jillmore in Jasper

Okay, I got golf clubs a year ago for Christmas. I suck . I don't even know the difference between a wood and a driver. They could be the same thing for all I know. And if they are called woods , why aren't they freak'in made of wood. Who made this game? Who made the equipment ,and why amI doing this? It had to be a man. Not only do you have to stand correctly, hold the club the right way, keep your head down, but your feet planted and your knees bent! Here's what I like. It's addicting. Out of the 1000 bad shots. You make one awesome shot. It really gets you hooked. You don't know exactly what you did different or why it happened, but you made a shot that everyone loved. Then you are hooked. It's like gambling. You loose ,you loose,you loose, one time you win. You are hooked.It could be five bucks ,but you won. Next time it could be more.
Here is what I like. It is great being outside enjoying a day rather than a smokey tavern. The exercise is actually minimal, but you aren't some place eating and drinking.(that comes later) And it is actually fun. I haven't really kept score, but some day I think that will be important to me. It really is to other people, important, I mean, I don't care. The carts are way fun too. And if you get with a crazy driver, it can be like the Wild Cat at Idora Park. It's fun to be the driver too, and I am not even a crazy driver. I haven't even touched on fashion. There are the cutest golf clothes ever. A new reason to shop. Need I say more.