“Golf is a lot
of walking, broken up by disappointment and bad arithmetic.” Jonathan Montoya, musican
The smile:
I’m not much of a golfer. Well let’s rephrase that. Wii
“Tiger Woods” I can play all day. Chasing a little white ball for hours on
end…it is someone else’s game. My brother is on the other end of the spectrum.
He enjoys a good game whenever he can. I can appreciate his love of the game.
Ever so occasionally he will coerce me onto the course, normally if he will
agree to stay out of my kitchen.
One afternoon I wasn’t having the best of days. He convinced
me to go to the driving range to shed some frustration. We each had a basket of
scratch and dent balls, which I quickly settled into murdering with my club.
The joke is I can hit it far…to the left or to the right. (Note to other
non-golfers: it seems those guys always want to hit the ball straight. How dull
is that?!?)
We took a break after a number of drives. We found a couple
of metal chairs to sit and relax, when he produced this golf ball he had been
carrying in his pocket. He held it up to the sunlight like it was the Hope
diamond. He turned and admired it. I didn’t see anything unusual about it. He explained, “This is the ball you
need. You can’t lose it. See these
little shiny dimples? If you hit this ball in high grass or some other rough,
it will shine so you can see it.”
I shook my head in thoughtful agreement as he continued,
“You can hit this ball into a water trap and it will float.”
“That is pretty cool,” I agreed. “Where did you get it?”
He studied the ball in admiration a few more seconds and
answered, “I found it.”
The ponder:
Do you have a
brother, sister, cousin, aunt, uncle, husband, wife, friend-girl, guy friend,
in-law, outlaw? HUG ‘EM! They are going to say something that makes you wonder
where their brain is and it doesn’t make you less of a man or independent
person or whatever you think is important. If it doesn’t make you think, do it
again….
The Fudoshin Challenge:
Dude, it is cold outside. Ice is everywhere. Karate class was cancelled and there was no
weight training. I took the day off.
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