Me at the 18th after a Day of “Mulligan Stew”
I have not golfed since last August when I was last out here. My shoulders and tendonitis which have bothered me since my return from Iraq have been too bad to play the game despite having a set of clubs and a city golf course less than a mile from my home in Virginia. Today was interesting. I went out with Jeff and his friends Steve and Frank. Great guys all of them. I enjoyed the hell out of the day.
Now as far as my golfing goes…It is safe to say I’m never going to be on the PGA or even the LPGA tour and never going to give Tiger Woods a run for his money. In fact it might be hard for me to compete against Larry Curley and Moe. Despite this it does seem, at least according to what my brother and his friends say that I have a pretty good swing for someone who golf’s as little as I do. Apparently the Deity Herself gave me a great amount of grace. Now to be honest I had some pretty good shots as well as some incredibly bad shots. I lost 4 balls in 18 holes, 2 to water and 2 to grass that was so I that I dared not venture into it. I guess the environmentalists are trying to ensure that some vermin has a place to live. I also left a pitching wedge at the 9th hole which I did not recover. Thankfully it was an old club that only I might use when I come into town. My right shoulder began to hurt pretty bad by the 9th hole and for a while until I figured out the mechanics of what I was doing I was not doing well. Thankfully after Iraq I can sense what my body is doing better than I could ever before I went there. I was able to adjust much faster than usual and I was able to do pretty good, actually scoring a legitimate par on the 16th hole. My drives and fairway shots got better. Depending on a very forgiving 2 Wood I started hitting some very nice shots from the tee and the fairway. My approach shots to the green, especially with the pitching wedge or sand wedge after I lost the pitching wedge became very consistent and my puts started getting the range. All in all it was not a bad round. Now I while the rest of the foursome kept score I did not. I took a lot of “Mulligan’s” when things were not going well in order not to slow up the game for everyone else. Now the true golf aficionado would condemn me to golf hell for such infractions but despite my Scottish last name I do have a bit of Irish in me. I have just enough Irish in me not to take bad shots too seriously, especially when I have not golfed more than 5 times in the last 7 years. Simply realizing that made my day enjoyable. I was able to enjoy conversation while working on my game. In all the day was simply great. I think I surprised Frank when I suggested that he “bean” one of the golfers ahead of us who were going to slow for my taste so that we could play through. He was shocked to hear a priest say such a thing, but I had to admit that they were going far too slow. Heck, even I was playing better and faster than them and they had more expensive clubs and gear than I did and he was horrible. He deserved it. Thus I fall back to my old defense: “If they deserve it is it still a sin?” Sometimes I wonder. My confessor told me that it was still a sin even if here were extenuating circumstances, but sometimes I wonder.
Following the round Jeff and I got with my high school buddy Jeff and had a blast talking about life over at Maxim’s restaurant and bar. I had a couple pints of Newcastle’s and we split some very gooey nachos. It was good to see my friend Jeff again. We went to high school together and did several cruises as NJROTC cadets while at Edison High School. Jeff spent three years in the Army after high school serving in Korea, Texas and Kentucky. After this my brother Jeff and I went to his house where we had dinner with his wife and kids and my mom. That too was a good visit and after a nice visit I went to pick me up a bottle of Burt’s Bees Aloe and Linden Flower After Sun Lotion to sooth my lobster like skin. Despite having bought two tubes of Banana Boat Sunscreen, one when getting my coffee this morning I forgot to put the damned stuff on. It does very little good to purchase good sunscreen with a high SPF if you forget to put it on.
So now I sit writing this post and watching the Giants play the Mets on TV. Soon I will be packing and putting myself in bed so I get see dad on the way to the airport. As always thank you for your thoughts, kind words and prayers.