You set up tiny little metal gates(do those have a name?) and try to bump a ball through them with a large wooden mallet. Okay...sure, that makes sense...I guess.
But then what is with the rule that allows my brother-in-law to send my ball flying across the yard? And why do I have to come all the way back around the little metal thing if I pass it? Why can't I just send my ball through the other way?
It's not fair I tell you! Injustice! Injustice!
Still...I try. As you can see here...I am still at the beginning, because my first swing only made the ball move about a foot. You can also see that no other balls are anywhere near me. I am always WAY behind.I mean...look at that form! Which part of the swing is that? Doesn't look like a back swing, yet the ball isn't in sight, so it must be...right?
Here Matt is trying to give me so pointers. I don't want pointers. As you can see from my posture. I am such a mope.
Here is what you can't see.
Stop telling me what to do, I can do it on my own!!!!
Only, we both know that I can't, because apparently I was actually born without any kind of hand-eye coordination whatsoever.
I wonder if insurance covers that? It should, because this deficiency is seriously decreasing the quality of my life (haha oookay that's definitely not true).