With a Little Bit of Luck

So far this spring is starting off well for me. Lately, the weather has been nice but not nice enough for the grass to grow. That is lucky for me since the mower and snow blower haven't rotated spots in the garage yet.


The most positive thing about this spring is, I already have played nine holes of golf. With young kids at home I have been averaging about three rounds of golf per summer for the last ten years. And I never get to start before June. But this year's early start has me hopeful about increasing my average rounds per year.

Last week I was lucky enough to have a day off from work. My luck also extended to my neighbor (we'll call him Eric, mainly because that's his name) who just happened to have the day off too and was yearning to knock a few golf balls around the pasture.

The weather was perfect even if the golf course wasn't. Our dry spring has delayed the grass from growing. This actually helped my game though. Less grass meant more roll for me. And since my drive usually mostly rolls on the ground, the more roll the better. More luck for me.

The greens were a little hard and the wind was blowing against me on every hole, though. I'm sure I could come up with a few more excuses if I really wanted to.

Even though luck was on my side this day, it didn't help my score too much. That's OK though. Even the worst day of golfing is better than the best day at work. Here is our scorecard for the day.
You may notice something strange about our score card besides the futility. The score doesn't quite add up. Now, I have golfed with people with creative math skills before, but they usually would miscalculate their score to appear lower. My good friend Eric actually added extra strokes to both of our totals. And he even added more strokes to his own score than to mine. My luck is just piling up. Eric probably has some master plan involving artificially inflated handicaps to give us an advantage at the end of the year tournaments. The sorry part is that my handicap usually inflates itself naturally enough by the end of the year. Anyway, it was still nice of Eric to let me win one game this year.

Now, I can't wait for the next golf outing. I know a lot of things to not do next time. Number one on the list is, don't hit the ball as many times. Hopefully, I'll have as much luck as this time. If I do, I'll post another scorecard. If I have less luck, the scorecard will probably get lost somewhere.