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Just For Fun

Story ID:10484
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Musings, Essays and Such
Location:Caldwell Idaho USA
Year:2015
Person:People
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The sun beamed down on Kevin and me. It was late April, but in Idaho, the snow
was gone. The golf course was open. We were ready for fun.

I teed off first. The ball sailed straight up the fairway. I was pleased. Kevin’s
ball sliced to the right. He wasn’t pleased.

I took that great start and ruined it. I chipped to the right of the green, then onto
the green and then four putted for a seven. Kevin managed an eight. Not bad for two old
guys who hadn’t golfed in a few years.

Both our games went down hill from there.

It was a comedy of errors. We put the score card away. We didn’t want a written
record of this travesty.

We chased our balls all over the fairways, sometimes off the fairways. We
hacked up the grass and laughed. After six holes my score was in the 40’s. Kevin was
slightly higher. By the time we finished the last (Ninth Hole) we were probably close
to breaking the course record for the worse scores.

As we walked to the car, Kevin said, “That was fun.”

“It was!” I agreed. “Want to do it again next week?”

“Sure.”

Why would we want to play again? We were horrible. It has nothing to do with
making a great score. We didn’t expect to do well. It was just a chance to enjoy the nice
weather and have a few laughs with a good friend. Why put unnecessary pressure on
ourselves? It would have made our game miserable. We know we aren’t good golfers.
We enjoyed the few good shots that we did get right and hope to improve. It’s the same
with most things we attempt in life …don’t pressure yourself, just do the best you can.
The score is not important. The fun is.

Michael T. Smith