
My slice is ugly (and that’s the point)
Pops and I have standing date every Friday morning. The driving range. Here’s a shot of me hacking away… And yes, I have a nasty slice. If you know anything about golf…the picture shows why. My club face is open. And I’m swinging like I’m mad at the ball like it stole something from me. Every shot starts right…then peels hard right. Here’s the funny part… I still go and hit balls. Probably 50 – 75 each time. I still show up. I’d like to believe I got a bit better from last Friday….



