You know you're a golf nut when you ignore all thunderstorm warnings and hit the course anyway, you don't feel bad turning down all dinner invites to play golf; you play another 9 holes after 18 (just because it's not dark yet).
And you know you're are a happy golf nut when your wife does all the above with you, watches golf dvds with you, read all the Golf Digest you borrowed from the library, and is elated when you managed to set up an improvised launch pad in the backyard to practise pitching and chipping.
Yes, the golf widow concedes.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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