I can not afford to join a golf course or country club. I dream of the day I belong to some beautiful country club with manicured fairways and fast greens. Where I play golf now is definitely not manicured and some greens do not even have grass. Today was a beautiful September day with no cloud in the sky and perfect temperature. Great day to play golf. I did not play on a golf course that matched the perfectly beautiful day. Hard as a rock does not even begin to explain the condition of the fairways and greens. I can not think of anything harder than a rock right now but you get what I am saying. The golf course is in desperate need of some rain because the greens look as if they are going to die at any moment. This is where I play golf on most days. I understand this will only make me appreciate the day I am on a beautiful and perfectly kept golf course but I want that day now. I want to know that when I hit a solid 7 iron to the green it is going to stay on the green. For example, on a short par five I hit a nice wedge into the green for my third. It hit the green, and bounded straight off the green. The only good thing is the golf course is cheap to play. I pay seven dollars to play all day. I guess I get my seven dollars worth.
Golf attire is not required. Sometimes I swear that the no shirt, no shoes, no service does not apply to the golf course. Also, I guarantee most people that play at the golf course thought one day that golf thing looks easy, I think I might try that. Swings are erratic and golf shots even more so. The other day I say a guy pull his pullcart right on the green beside his golf ball. Respect the green does not apply.
Today when I was playing the eight hole I found a men's Fossil watch. Really nice watch. At the end of my round, I took the watch to the pro shop. The man working behind the front desk said a young man reported it missing. The golf shop attendant told the young man that he most likely would never see his watch again because who ever found it would never return it. That shocked me. That watch was never mine. Also, why would I ever want a men's watch...it would fall off my wrist in two seconds and be lost again. The golf shop attendant informed me that the young man would like to pay me for finding and returning his watch. I said I could never accept his money, and that if I lost my watch on the golf course I would hope someone returned it to me as well.
I play a golf course that is not up to par. I guess I will keep waiting for my day to pull up to my beautiful and perfect country club to play my round of golf.
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