Yesterday I shot a 78 while playing with my soon to be 88 year old father and my older brother who just recently started playing.
78!
And in conclusion I can honestly say that my ball striking is perhaps the best its ever been and all I have to do is play from the fairway and my scores will keep improving. I have a tendency to play my second shot from somewhere in the forest...and the forest I usually find is on the right side of the golf course.
I discovered something with my leg leg and foot a few weeks ago and using the discovery has resulted in hitting fairways at least 50 percent of the time. Please note that there have only been two rounds to test the discovery so I can't say its a permanent fix.
The interesting thing about shooting a 78 when my dad shoots a 90 is that I don't take a lot of pleasure in crushing him. I have mixed emotions because I really like it when he plays well and has a good round. It means more right now because he's got a leg by-pass scheduled for the 23rd and he won't be able to play for 5 or 6 weeks.
The good thing is that when I met with his doctor, who happens to be a 3 handicap, the only thing he said was...."our goal is to get him back on the course within 5 weeks after surgery."
I like it when doctors are practical....and knowing that playing golf is extremely important to my dad....I really like it when a doctor uses that as a focus for outcome.
Surgeries at any age are tough but at 88 all things become intensified.
But in the meantime...
78!
And the fact is that I missed six putts by a hair.... that had they fallen... I would have shot a 72.
Would have and should have and could have are very common terms in the game of golf.
I was putting for birdies on 11 of the 18 holes and when playing golf the ultimate goal of the game is to be putting for a birdie on every hole.
I wished that my dad had shot a 79 because then we both would have felt great.
My brother shot the same as my dad and he's probably only played 20 rounds of golf in his life.
It was a nice family gathering with the first two sons and the grand ole dad....even though he doesn't seem so old.
I've said this before.....in the last 15 years he keeps looking exactly the same and I'm looking older and older. Pretty soon someone is going to ask if we are brothers....and then I can start looking towards the red and white tees and leave the blue ones behind.
Mixed emotions are part of the game. And I'm not just referring to the game of golf.
Michael Timothy McAlevey
78!
And in conclusion I can honestly say that my ball striking is perhaps the best its ever been and all I have to do is play from the fairway and my scores will keep improving. I have a tendency to play my second shot from somewhere in the forest...and the forest I usually find is on the right side of the golf course.
I discovered something with my leg leg and foot a few weeks ago and using the discovery has resulted in hitting fairways at least 50 percent of the time. Please note that there have only been two rounds to test the discovery so I can't say its a permanent fix.
The interesting thing about shooting a 78 when my dad shoots a 90 is that I don't take a lot of pleasure in crushing him. I have mixed emotions because I really like it when he plays well and has a good round. It means more right now because he's got a leg by-pass scheduled for the 23rd and he won't be able to play for 5 or 6 weeks.
The good thing is that when I met with his doctor, who happens to be a 3 handicap, the only thing he said was...."our goal is to get him back on the course within 5 weeks after surgery."
I like it when doctors are practical....and knowing that playing golf is extremely important to my dad....I really like it when a doctor uses that as a focus for outcome.
Surgeries at any age are tough but at 88 all things become intensified.
But in the meantime...
78!
And the fact is that I missed six putts by a hair.... that had they fallen... I would have shot a 72.
Would have and should have and could have are very common terms in the game of golf.
I was putting for birdies on 11 of the 18 holes and when playing golf the ultimate goal of the game is to be putting for a birdie on every hole.
I wished that my dad had shot a 79 because then we both would have felt great.
My brother shot the same as my dad and he's probably only played 20 rounds of golf in his life.
It was a nice family gathering with the first two sons and the grand ole dad....even though he doesn't seem so old.
I've said this before.....in the last 15 years he keeps looking exactly the same and I'm looking older and older. Pretty soon someone is going to ask if we are brothers....and then I can start looking towards the red and white tees and leave the blue ones behind.
Mixed emotions are part of the game. And I'm not just referring to the game of golf.
Michael Timothy McAlevey
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