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We Petersons have a sad and sorry history when it comes to the game of golf. My father brought a new level of amateurism to the sport when he started way back when the dinosaurs roamed the earth and has since passed along the torch of suckiness to his two sons.
Yesterday, in an attempt to feel rich, my brother and I traveled out to a local course. We qualified it as such: he’s soon to be a lawyer, and lawyers need to golf. Anyhow, we teed off on the first hole with positive attitudes and optimistic outlooks. By the 18th green, however, our hopes and dreams were cut at the seams.
Ian and I started this par 53 course with boxes and boxes of shiny new golf balls. We finished the course with (very lenient) scores of 85 and 99, respectively, and one golf ball.
One ball.
By the 18th tee, we had managed to lose upwards of 20 balls and were forced to play the hole separately. I used the remaining ball to finalize my already miserable stroke count and then brought it back to the tee so that my brother could finish up the course. That, my friends, is Peterson golf at its finest.
Perhaps we should just stick to video games.
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The Surfer by Tony Kamel
Here’s another way to rationalize your lack of golf skillz (I assume you’ve already found a few):
Most of the people who read your blog probably either have never golfed or aren’t good at golf. At least statistically, I would suspect only a small percentage of Americans are talented golfers.
So, by this confession of golf ineptitude, you’ve reaffirmed your “one of usâ€-ness that your readers have come to rely on. That makes for happy readers who love you even more, and isn’t that the self-obsessesed goal of blogging?
Or something.
Anyway, the real question is whether or not you had fun. Golfing is supposed to be fun, right?
Meh, I don’t even consider golfing a sport…but hey if you want to feel better try beating some 10 year olds at Congo River Golf, I still have one of those scratch off prizes for a free ticket.
In a remarkable attempt to display his ability to perform linguistic gymnastics, my brother has managed to sidestep the real issue: I kicked his sorry butt. This is all.
haha stick to video games, one day ur brother will be this wonderful lawyer, and will win a case, and his client will want to go golfing, rich white guy….he’ll be like no, i dont golf, but do you HALO
2 weeks till school slaps us in the face with its ****
Hiya, Casey!
This comment has nothing to do with golf. I found your site listed in the St. Petersburg Times Online’s newly published list of Bay Area Blogs. http://www.sptimes.com/blogs I must say, I usually avoid teen bloggers. But your blog… well… it does not suck. So I’ll read it. I added you to my RSS list. So many other teen blogs are (as you say in your About page) typical emo, goth, whiny BS. You actually make a few salient points and come across as knowlegable, entertaining, and a pretty cool person to read about.
It’s refreshing. People MY age tend to ramble on about work, relationships, their kids, and all sorts of mundane adultness. It’s nice to read something fresh.
Heh… I am recommending your blog to my 14 year old daughter who blogs, so she can see that teen blogs do not have to be so… TEEN.
Stop by my blog sometime, you may like it. It’s in a bit of flux right now, as I am, after nearly four years of blogging, I am in a sort of identity crisis. So there’s some dust about, but I’ll get it whipped back into shape.
Nice seeing you. Take care, Casey.
My brother: The king of the salient points.
Hey, there’s my dad, i didn’t know he commented…
Casey I miss you already! Summer is almost up as you must be constantly reminded of. Just got back from the yearbook photo shoot thing. Did you know that teachers don’t know what part of the alphabet their names fall under? Anyways see you Tuesday!