Maybe even the best. Hit a medium bucket at the driving range at lunch today. I started off pissed because the sign to go to the proshop for the ball code was on the machine which is not visible when you park. I had the bag in hand when I saw the sign to go to the pro shop. Bag back in the car to drive up to the proshop and back. I think they wilted under my scathing terseness.
This was a great driving range session once I put down the 5 wood. I started with the 9 iron for a lot of balls and then the 7 iron and finally the 5 iron and mashie. I only hit a few fat shots and a couple of them managed to go pretty far. I was pretty straight and pretty far. Maybe it was the HS girls golf team at the end of the row in matching outfits. Or maybe it was G's golf camp friend and another boy sucking it up next to me but I hit long and far and straight (for me). I proudly swung my SGI clubs with gusto. I was trying to nail down where to position the ball in my stance.
Now I am pumped again.
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