My friend Cap likes to write things about my lack of golfing skills. But he's really not being honest with everybody. I'm actually much worse than he says. But I do enjoy getting out occasionally to chase those little white balls around a course.
Yesterday, I got the privilege of taking my boy out to the course for the first time. We played at the luxurious South Gate Park golf course, a par 3 course about 10 minutes from our house. He was so excited he could hardly sit still in the car.
He was ready to go when we got there. The starter was kind enough to let us play, even though Little M is too young to play, according to course rules. Here he is just before we walk to the first tee...
In case you're wondering, the sign above his left shoulder says, "Supervise Your Children," which I did. He was actually very well-behaved, especially considering how excited he was. (He only chased squirrels into the fairway twice.) We had a great time.He seemed to enjoy himself quite a bit, although he started getting tired by the end. He got the basics of hitting the ball, and he mostly hit it in the right direction (something I still have trouble with.)
Here he is out on the course...
I have no idea where the ball is in this picture, but he's ready to hit it when he finds it.I'm glad he had so much fun. Golf is something he can enjoy his whole life, even if he's as bad as I am.
Of course, if he gets really good, maybe he'll turn pro some day. And then the Mighty Mrs. J and I can live off of the allowance he gives us. Can anyone say Tiger MacGyver?
(By the way, the pic at the top of this post? It's the World's Greatest Boy, and his very proud daddy...)
5 comments:
did he beat you?
We didn't keep score, but I would have beaten him. I think I can hold him off until he's about 8, then he'll beat me every time...
My favorite golf story is after I won about 10 straight times I remember you signed up for a golf class at your JC. You kept telling me how much you learned, how you'd been practicing and improving and how it was going to be different.
Then we get to the first hole, a par 3.
I hit a shot on the green. You hit the sand.
I two-put for par. Meanwhile it takes you about 13 shots to get out of the sand, keep hitting the top lip and ball rolls back down. I had a 3, you had a 15 and I felt invicible with a 12-stroke lead after one day.
I think the problem was we never did 'match play'. That may have worked differently.
BTW, have you looked at the link you put for this golf course. I realize I haven't seen Southgate since 1993, but I'd swear those no giant lake and foresty hill near southgate as the picture shows!
Cap--You left out one thing. I had busted up my hand the night before at work. I could barely hold the club. I still stink, but I would have done better if not for my injury...
Cap--I saw the South Gate picture. I have no idea where that came from. It is pretty though...
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