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Golf is a game of skill and frustration…not necessarily in that order. Even the most mild-mannered of temperament can be brought down to new lows… When his short putt just slipped by the hole Embarrassed, [...] I was a little disappointed with the the British Open. I was hoping for more wind and rain (or maybe it’s because I lost my bet). Either way, without the weather, the course is defenseless. Guys were driving the greens on many par 4’s. It also didn’t help that there was no drama at the [...] I thought that Mike might stumble after his swing coach, Joey, moved to Bend, Oregon but then along comes Stevie to give him a putting lesson and… Mike’s lesson brought changes into view Jeffery’s game is [...] Jeff and I had a good match the other day. We were neck-in-neck until the 17th when ‘regression to the mean’ reared it’s ugly head… His good play had tagged him contender I [...] Here’s the funniest story of the year! We were playing at Pacific Grove near Monterey Bay, CA and had all rented pull carts (those three-wheeled jobs that roll real easily). As my partner was waiting his turn in the fairway, he noticed his cart starting to roll downhill. No problem, he thought as he looked [...] |
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