Too Many Analogies…

I’ve got something brewing in the old laboratory but it is going to take some time to put together. Until then, here’s an initial take on what to think of the weekend that was in the CAA:

You’ve just hit a drive about 280 yards, dead center of the fairway. It’s a par five, and you have about 220 yards over a creek to hit the green. You have a chance to do something great. You know you’re a good player, so you grab a three iron and wait for the green to clear.

The group ahead of you is taking their sweet time and you are visibly frustrated. You even shout at them to hurry up, audible enough for your partners to hear but not so loud the group on the green can hear. “The world does not, in fact, revolve around you” are the words.

Three minutes later you are in full froth; these hackers are in the way. Finally, the green clears and you have your shot.

You fire a bullet hook that never gets more than 10 feet off the ground, and your ball approaches the creek. You don’t know where it rests, but right now you don’t care. You’re pissed.

You walk up to the edge of the water and find your ball, perched in a tuft of grass. You can hit it, but you’ll take off a shoe, step in the water, open up your sand wedge, and close your eyes. You’re not dead, but you have to be even better.

The group in front of you, in their unwavering March, tees off.


~ by mglitos on November 24, 2008.

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