Some of our faithful readers may snicker at the fact that we are now attempting Golf I for the sixth time (or maybe fifth or maybe seventh—we’ve lost count.)
We would like to point out that this unfailing faith of ours that our game might get better could be viewed in a different light.
It seems to us an act of optimism to keep getting out there with a bag of metal clubs and expect to improve in hitting a tiny ball into a small hole hundreds of yards away.
Miracles happen. The Cubs will rise again some year. Golf games can improve. We just keep at it.