I was on the golf course with Steve Markland and my dad – a threesome. Steve and my dad were riding together. I was by myself.
I had a ball a little in the rough on a long hole. I pull out an old wooden two and a half wood that I used to have to hit the ball with. Steve and my dad are right behind me. My dad is kinda standing behind. He starts talking and is now right in my line of sight behind me. I can see him out of the corner of my eye.
I ask him to please stop.
He wants to get defensive, and Steve starts making the “shushing” sound to him. He keeps making it until my dad gets the idea and stops, but he isnt pleased and gets back into the cart and drives off with Steve in the cart.
I hit the shot, and it is a pull to the left.
I can see an instant replay of it – this time from up where the ball comes flying in. It is ok but not great.
I woke up.