Golf The Real Thing
The grass is always greener on the other side. Not as green as I felt on the inside the day I decided to check out this golf lark. Never could get my head round why all the fuss at the sheer mention of the word golf.
Off to the local driving range I did go, selected a golf club and purchased a token for fifty golf balls. More knowledge on the game would have made me realize the importance of choosing the right size golf club.
Inserting the token into the slot for the golf balls. What a nightmare. Well? no one told me to place a basket underneath the shoot. Those balls came flooding out like Niagra falls, these balls without a doubt were certainly cursed bouncing higher than me. Doomed from the start a golf stick to suit Shrek and only twenty balls of my fifty. The rest for all I know could be in Timbukto.
More misses than hits I recall but I was slowly beginning to enjoy this golf lark. Why not try the real thing? a voice called from the cubicle next to me. Is this not the real thing I asked. No mate you need to be on a course he replied. Determined as ever, off I went in search of the real thing.
Found myself a course with eighteen holes. Now for the real thing. Taking the first shot I watched as my ball rotated in and around several humps down funnels swirling in and out of a maze of curves. Bit like the krypton factor but I was desperate to find out about the real thing.
Senor it is 5pm and we are closing the attendant called out. But I am only on hole number three I explained. Why not come back tommorrow? and that I did for the next fornight.
Pedro (The Attendant) and I had struck up a friendly relationship in all the time I was going back and too. I am afraid Pedro this golf lark is not for me. Senor this is crazy golf, not the real thing. What is the difference I asked.
Pedro explained that he had a few friends that he would like me to meet. He also went onto say that they could help me in my quest to find out what the major attraction in golf is for many thousands of people. What lovely people Pedro's friends were. Boy oh boy they sure showed me a few tricks of the trade.
It is was all falling into place now, knowing all the rules simplified and made this game more understanding.
Yes? I was loving this new found sport that was to change my whole way of life for the rest of my life.
Before leaving I thanked everyone, now over to my good friend Pedro. Clinching him in a manly hug and shaking his hand at the same I could not thank him enough for his patience. It was a pleasure Senor, by the way senor I did not quite catch your name.
Just call me TIGER
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