A boy, and by that I mean a grown man (aka daddy) can dream. The next day following the practice round this started:
Oddly, it was the little guy who wanted to golf…and with that daddy beamed and whisked him out to the golf mat. After an hour hitting the balls and working on technique, the boy didn’t look half bad. Although for sure there were some crazy Charles Barkley moments…but as you can see, there was some success.
But as we all know, golf is a game of averages, sooner or later it will drive you slightly mad…
Richard: Better come in till this blows over.
Bishop: What do you think fella
Carl: I’d keep playing. I don’t think the heavy stuff’s going to come down for awhile.
Bishop: You’re right. Anyway, the good Lord would never disrupt the best game of my life.
Thunder~~CaddyShake
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