its masters week and well....its thursday pm so the MASTERS has begun....i enjoy this like no other time of the year....cepting for jim nantz....
every thursday masters night, i grab my sack and stick(s) and balls and give them a thorough cleaning...soak....wipe...clean...
its amazing the shit i find in me golf sack....found two free foursome vouchers that expired 2 years ago...zoinks...old gum is the worst..2 year old cliff bar...still feels soft...so i keep it in there....old gum is fuggen gross....so is a crusty, smelly pair o socks..wtf are those doin in there...? no clue...i just called over a bubba and stuck em in under his nose...ahhhh fatherhood...
i go thru my sack with keen due diligence....make sure i have all me tees, ball marks, balls, golf buddy (gps) needs too be fully charged...Bushnell range finder (fuggen kickass piece of titty quip)..that bad boy shoots a laser to its target....gives me the perfect yardage so i can fugg up knowing how much i fugged my shot up...range finder says 175 to the pin...on the nuts...and how will that help my fat ass? like i can really dial it down that precisely....no fuggen chance...but its kickass...and i use it..because i can and want to....
my irons are so fuggen sweet... got two sets of beauties because i wanted them....mizuno mp58s and mp 53s...now i have more drama in my life...which fuggen set o beauties do i use? it shouldnt be like this...but it is...cuz im a fuggen rehtard mess....
while trekking downstairs to get me lappy...i saw me ole callaway tuttle putter...all alone in the corner...it hasnt been in me sack for 4 putters ago..so what do i do....i stick my ole putter in me sack...shaft and all...
playing tomorrow...i play every masters friday....ok...i play every friday i can...do i use tuttle or the ghost...i play around with my putter way too much...
while doing this, i watch the masters replay....
