Count to Ten

By Mike Hall, October 13, 2015

Sally and her very young husband played golf recently with J.R. who used to coach football at Pomona High School.  He pulled his six iron from the tee of # 4 and his ball came to rest in very gnarly greenside rough.

The six foot four resident of Arvada chunked his first chip shot……and then a second and was left with a forty foot putt for bogey on the second most treacherous green in all of Colorado.  He was getting a bit miffed as he prepared to putt.  Once settled over the ball, his took the putter back and his ball traveled a mere five feet and we thought he’d surely lose it.

J.R. calmly extended each finger…….counted one through ten, and remarkably kept his cool.  He then took three more putts for a quadruple bogey seven.  For those folks like Sally’s husband who often have L.F.T. in similar situations, it was pretty refreshing to see.

You’ve heard about L.F.T. haven’t you?   It’s Low Frustration Tolerance. 

The truth be known……only the boys pictured with this morsel are granted a pass for exhibiting L.F.T..

The rest of us will live longer if we follow J.R.  and count to ten.

Smile People!