18 Apr SHOOTIN’ MY AGE…
SHOOTIN’ MY AGE…
later this year I turn 65; and like a fine wine, become more mature, complex and where was I? Oh ya, I’m on the journey to “Shoot my age”.
Now, those of you who have seen my game, will think, that I’ve done it…”I saw him shoot 63 last year”. Ok that was for 9 holes and you’re not helping!
I guess my problem usually shooting in the upper 90’s, is that I may have peaked and as I get older well you do the math!
OK I’ll do the math…
ProV1 ÷ 162 yds [CPP+OAS-TAX =0] >18 × (^9) PAR 5 =I
Solving for ‘I’ the intersect of my score and age…137 (WTF). So when my lovely wife hands me a glass of what appears to be liquified yard waste in the morning…I know she supports me. Only 52 years to go.
By Paul D. Bell,
A Spring Chicken.