Another beautiful day, out on the golf course, and Im feeling like a million bucks wearing my bright yellow golf shirt, and the girl I want to meet, is just a golf hole ahead of me.
There she goes, off the tee box. Right down the middle of the fairway on number 2 hole. The last time I was out here, she faded it right into the bunker, just next to my favorite ball placement. I missed my golden opportunity to meet her at that time. I pull hooked the ball on the opposite side of the fairway.
Maybe well meet a couple holes down. She has to come back down number 3, and I should be teeing off number 2-tee box at the same time. Maybe Ill impress her with a beautiful drive, straight and long down the fairway. Worst-case scenario will be another long hook out into her fairway this time. I wonder if shell stop and watch me fly the trees, hitting back to the green?
Here we go. I see that her drive on number 3 landed left side of the fairway. I better tee this puppy up and let it fly. If Im going to impress her, now is the time. With this bright yellow golf shirt on, there is no way that she will not notice me. Im sure Ill stand out. This is my golden...