Laughing and Cussing

Today I went to town and while I was there I played golf at the Par 3 course in Butte. It is not the first time I have played the course this summer. To be honest it always a little tough for me to play there, hell to be honest it is tough to just drive by the course. The reason for that is the memories it generates. They are all good memories but they still hurt like hell, because I thought we would have generated so many more memories playing there.

Today was an absolutely perfect day to play, little to no breeze and a bluebird sky. I was playing by myself, but there were at least three groups of ladies in front of me. So I was taking my time hitting two balls per hole as not to put any pressure on them. I could tell they were having a good time. I could hear them laughing and cussing.

Jennifer was pretty much a cusser. She had expectations that she was going to be Nancy Lopez and stripe the ball down the fairway. However, the reality was she was hitting worm burners and getting so pissed off and cussing up a storm. I saw a funny Lee Trevino quote the other day that said golf was invented by people who think music come from bagpipes.

She said she always worried that the course managers were going to charge her for another round because she took so many swings to finish a round. She was not good, but she was not as bad as she thought she was. I have mentioned many times in other blog posts that her final round was her best one and how thankful I am for that.

Today, because I had time to wait and to reflect I had a lot of flashbacks in my mind and could see her hitting the ball and cussing like a sailor and the trudging on to hit it again. She struggled to get the ball up in the air and I was not patient enough to try and instruct her too much. She would not listen to me anyway, that I do regret. However it is what it is.

In amoungst the cussing we had some good laughs and some good times and like I said that is what makes it so painful. I thought we would have more time. The reality is that we didn’t.

Anyway it was a enjoyable round today and I was happy to get out, but I did get teared up on a couple of holes. I really enjoy my new clubs and am glad I spent the money on them. I think and hope she would agree.