Despair not…there is an answer
A group of us young at heart folks got together tonight to listen to one of our favorite groups.
Ok…these fellas are minimally 12 years younger than we are and they play sweet oldies.
They are aptly named The Hip Replacements.
The concert was on the patio at The South Suburban Golf Course and quite a crowd was on hand to enjoy the evening.
I’m listening to the tunes while watching a fella on the driving range. The guy really could use some lessons.
The range is right next to a large practice green with players pitching, chipping, and putting.
Next thing I see, the man hooks a seven iron and the club is airborne flying end over end. At first, one might have thought he threw the club in anger.
Nope…it just slipped from his hands and conservatively flew 65 feet and barely missed clunking into the noggin of a player working on his short game.
First lesson…when practicing, never station yourself near other people unless you are wearing protective headgear.
Pay close attention to player’s grips….if they resemble this fella, go to the snack bar until he’s finished.
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