Mediocre with flashes of brilliance
- Nov 26, 2002
- Reaction score
- Gumdrop house on Lollipop Ln.
I usually play better on the back nine than the front nine in golf...unless, the beer cart lady comes around. Then, even one beer just kills my game.
The best I ever played (I carried my team to a tournament win) was also the drunkest I've ever been on a golf course. We were drinking tanqueray and gatorade which tasted awful, but apparently the gatorade was helping the electrolyte situation.
I was so much better than normal (I'm a bogey golfer) that on the last hole I drove the green on a short (240) par 4 and tapped in from 3 feet for a natural eagle and we won by one shot.
I've tried to duplicate that magic by drinking heavily during other rounds, but apparently it was just one of those days when everything worked and very club in the bag was doing it's job. Now I'm back to mediocre with flashes of pure brilliance.
I can do just about anything sports-related that I've tried reasonably well except bowling.
No matter what I do I am laughably inept at that sport. Candlepins, duck pins, whatever. I can't roll the ball anywhere near where it needs to be. Makes no sense.