Return of the King

Let me start this post off by apologizing for not posting a lot lately. I have no excuses. Get over it.

Now let's get down to the meat of this post. Here's the meat, folks... IT'S SPRINGTIME. And with springtime comes the inevitable golfing weather. I've been fortunate enough to play about 3 times so far this year and I must say, the rust hasn't quite worn off just yet. I managed to put together a pretty good ball striking round last Sunday, but that was mostly because I was playing scramble format with my Dad and had him to lean on as a crutch.

I started off a little shaky, but as mentioned before, I had the luxury of a partner to help hold things together while I got things figured out. I had gone to the range the day before to try to work out what was wrong in my swing and came away feeling pretty good. But as we all know, sometimes the range and the course don't see eye-to-eye. At any rate, I was able to work things out and was hitting the ball pretty well by the time the back nine came around. Which was a good thing, because my Dad started getting tired and I had to take over, as it were.

At the end of the day, we all had a good time and most importantly, we won. Now I just have to make my good play with a crutch translate into good play on my own.