For anyone who cares, lesson 3 started well, but got a lot harder. I started---cold---with my 6 iron, set up, and hit it straight as an arrow for 150 yards. My teacher was standing behind me. His reaction? "Damn, Blackiswhite! You've had an hour of instruction and walked out here and did that cold. Moved up to the driver. Had some fun with it. Then came chipping. *^%$@!%^##$$$##
Next week? Putting.
Somehow I knew my shortgame would suck.
Monday, August 06, 2007
Golf Lesson No. 3
Posted by Blackiswhite, Imperial Agent Provocateur at 6:32 PM
Labels: Domestic Bliss, pointless diversions.
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