As I mentioned previously, I got him some new golf clothes for his birthday. I accidentally got him a pullover nearly identical to one he already had so we returned that and I got talked into buying him a $110 new club to replace it. Let's see: return a $30 pullover and get a $110 club? I think he came out ahead. He also got a new golf glove. Spoiled. We were seriously in Golf Galaxy for hourS. I thought I was going to die. Jackson was in a long drive contest there, but he lost. Boo. (He blamed it on not having his own driver. Whatever. Coach doesn't do the excuse routine.)
Ok, I'll get back to my story about the driving range now. We obviously had to go to test our his new club. Jackson takes practice pretty seriously. I occasionally find my attention moving to other golfers while he's adjusting things in his swing or switching clubs. I like to watch hacks hit the ball like 2 feet and then look around to see if anyone saw that. Yes, sir, I did see that weak shot. Sorry. ;)
A lady last night was out with her pink bag and accessories and after she would swing and MISS the ball, she'd look at her date for help. I'll help you lady- LOOK AT THE BALL!!! When she did actually hit the ball she would grunt like it was a tennis game. I saw where her drives went- there was not that much effort but into it. She was an embarrassment to the entire population of females.
(Disclosure: I have a very gender neutral Indiana University bag. I love it. There is not a single pink thing in my equipment. I intend to pick up my golf game as soon as I graduate. I couldn't take the stress of the game while I was in school. Jackson says that golf is a good game for perfectionists because you'll never be perfect at it. That makes me want to never play, honestly.)
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