History I Also Enjoy Brad
posted by on July 11 at 16:42 PM
Fuck all this work nostalgia—golf memories!
There’s the time Brad shanked the hell out of a little chip shot and the ball skipped across the pond and rolled up the bank and onto the green. Brad didn’t realize it had made it to the other side, though, because he had already dejectedly put his head down and started cursing the world. We laughed and hollered, and he thought we were all dicks for reveling in his misfortune.
Or when my 6-iron popped into another dimension, and Brad laughed at me for about 20 minutes, possibly more. Bring it up to him now, he’ll laugh at me again.
Mostly, though, I’ll remember looking across the fairway from the right rough (read: deep in the woods to the far right of the right rough) to Brad skulking through the left rough, our opposite-handedness and identical slice-y-ness keeping us on opposite sides of the golf course but in similar states of mind most of the day.
There are zero comments on this thread... I just want you all to understand how golf ties... no melts a personality into another's. It's zen baby... pure zen.
WTF!!!!!!
The lack of comments is due to two factors:
1)The Slog Community is pretty much done with the Bradley Steinbacher Tribute Marathon, (deserved though it may be)
2)Golf sucks.
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