YOUR VIEW
Feb 04, 2021
2 minutes
A world without golf
Occasionally we exchange glances in the garage, flirting with each other. My clubs and I are entering a different phase in our relationship. Forgotten was that shank on the 4th – the 5-iron still smiles nervously over that one. Even the putter has the temerity to say hello. The 3-wood was always a friend and winks knowingly.
But now
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