For many years I traveled to Phoenix Arizona to visit relatives and friends between Christmas and New Year. Every year my friend Ray and I play golf at least 3 times in our stay and each year a competition is held to see who has won the most games.
Over the years, I think we're very good, we've all had good games and bad games, but most of all I'm won a lot of games and it's Ray's turn.
I won three golf courses a year and I realized that Ray was a little disappointed. We met at Ray for dinner the last night we stayed and Ray said he would beat me at chess if he could not beat me at golf. Although I have not played chess for many years, for some reason I won every game and Ray was even more frustrated, though we were still friends.
The next year, before I left for Phoenix, Ray invited me to his home. He said our first golf course happened very quickly the next morning. After arriving in Phoenix, I learned to get up early and make sure everything was ready the next morning.
The next morning I went to Ray's house and he was waiting for me when I arrived and he was very excited to go to the golf course. While I was driving he put crutches in the car and climbed into the car and put on golf shoes. When we got to the eagle, he asked me to drop him off at the clubhouse before I parked the car and asked to meet him in the driveway.
After I parked my car, I went to the clubhouse, went inside, drank a cup of coffee, picked up my golf cart, and headed for the driveway. By the time I got there, Ray was already working on insects and had almost completed most of his exercises. Then he told me to hurry up, put on your golf shoes and work on some of the things we want to go on. Asked why he was in such a hurry, he said he had to start playing.
We usually take our time, BS for a while, joke and have fun. But this time it was different, Ray was really worried and focused on getting started and I couldn’t help but wonder why. We took three exercise photos, drank coffee and reached the first hole. Ray said he wanted to play first and I said ok so I still have to yawn.
But I understood why Ray didn’t say it out loud and wanted to start that morning. He grabbed the ropes, practiced a lot, got on the ball, swung and hit the ball. I saw the ball move and it seemed to go out, kicked the burner and continued. It's one of the most beautiful films I've seen on television or outside.
When Ray found his gun, I looked at him and asked when he had learned to do so. He laughed out loud and looked at me, 'I'm been reading almost every day since he left last year. I was disappointed to find that no matter how much he **** tried me it was not enough. That’s why he said he decided for the new year to learn how to play golf by knowing how much anyone needs.
Needless to say Ray was better than ever, and for me, Ray had to make me wait on almost every green thing until I got there. So, to answer the question, are golf courses really useful?
I went to a lot of courses so I was able to beat Renu a long time ago.
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