I hate golf, yet I love golf. It is just that type of game. By the time I think I kind of have it figured out, by figured out I mean being able to hit the ball and not being in fear of maiming someone or causing a major vehicular accident on a road adjacent to the golf course, I realize I don't have anything figured out. It is a very, very frustrating game.
Today I played as bad as you can possibly play, and yet I'm ready to go again as soon as possible. It doesn't make any sense.
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