So I have been looking forward to golfing friday.  A short week at work, cool temps, and a free trip to the golf course.  But tonight thursday the night before I want to go hit the links I am informed by my wife that the course is near flood levels.  Not that it is underwater and we need to build a boat but, the course may be too wet tomorro to play.

So what can we talk about then I already talked about the fun you can have with your dad and the great feeling of fear after hitting a stranger.  I guess today I can introduce you to the arsenal in my bag.  I started out with a cheap set that I purchased mostly because I didn't know if I would enjoy playing or not.  

After a few years I decided to move up in the golfing world and pick up a better set.  I wasn't able to afford a nice Callaway set which is my dream set.  But instead I found a decent company that I have enjoyed so far.

Tour Edge is the club set I currently use I didn't get the tour set but a decent set for a still considered newbie.  I guess the biggest question is do clubs really make the man?  I know with any hobby you will spend the amount of money that you want to put into it.  if you look at people that are heavy into trap shooting they will spend ungodly money into their shotgun that would make many question why?  But golfers do the same thing.  I tell my wife that I would love to get a great set of Callaway clubs and she responds with that would cost what 3or 4 hundred dollars.  Uh sweetie that might get me a driver look more in the middle to 2 thousand.  

 So what do you think about golf clubs?  Do you look down on the guy that's name brand you never heard of?  or is it all the same to an extent just who wants to spend more money for better quality?

I went Golfing this weekend with my dad and had a very interesting experience.  The course we were on has two par fours going in the same direction.  The only thing helping to protect the golfers are a row of newly planted trees.  So I tee off after my dad and crush one to the left of the fairway.  I actually have been losing my slice this year, but this one was straight as can be.  Upon looking where the ball was heading I quickly noticed two carts that were in the area where my ball was to land.

"OH, BLEEP, FOREEEE" was all i could say upon my saying so my dad quickly shouted right after me "FOREE".  I saw the ball bounce and it looked short of the carts but wasn't positive.  I didn't hear any yelling from the area of the carts so I must have missed them.

 Upon getting to the area where the ball was we asked if anyone saw a ball come through.  "Yeah it hit him in the head"  Besides the enormouse amount of fear I felt I looked up and a guy was about 10 yards away holding his head pacing back and forth.  Asking him if he was alright explaining we shouted but the didn't hear.  I noticed the man wasn't very pleased but who could be after taking a golf ball off the head.

I am pointed to my ball and the group tells me to go ahead and shoot.  Of course the fear is now I have to hit a golf ball in front of strangers and one other that I just hit.  The shot went off near perfect and we quickly scooted off.

 I ran into these guys two or three more times on the course and quickly asked if they were ok but felt more embarresed or if he would confront me didn't really know.

Anyway the moral of the story.  I guess it is better to be hit then not to be.  Atleast no one was hurt and two people got to tell an interesting story of the weekend.

Golf started out for me as a way to hang out with a buddy and kill an 2 hours out of my day.  Soon I found out that it means so much more.  About two years ago I got my dad into golfing and we have gone together dozens of times.  To say that we are ok golfers would be a stretch.  We spend most of the time trying to figure out ways to just find the ball.  Most of the time after a swing of the club we will just say to the other "You didn't have you eye on the ball" 

Most of the time after a round of golf the only thing that I take from it isn't the one great shot but the fact that I spend a whole morning with my dad.  Since moving away we still get to golf but it is harder to get together.  These little moments make the game that much more special.  Next time your out on the links with your dad or even just a bunch of friends take in every emotion because Life is to short to worry about your score.