Meltdowns And Breakdowns

Parking lot unloading, lot's half full.  It's ladies day, we should get off #1 quick.  And we did.  Same faces, young as ever, worn in a bit, but sparkling still.  Near the half century, going round and round on this dizzy space highway.  A healthy kind of vertigo, stable and balanced.  Then the swings, whacks, and booms.  We still got it, the equipment helps tremendously.  We busted out.

Fairways and music, getting the Led out early.  The first rolls of the day.  Worm burners, high fades, long draws, grips and cuts.  Stories of full circle.  Family trees with new limbs and fresh leaves.  Job Corps one on one, easy to the hoop, goes left.  Electricity wires atop massive towers, the old course greens that are now mere ghosts.  The yips appeared.  Pushing right.  The radar countdown will begin shortly.  Giving it up with the nubs, just giving it away.

Loud and hungry, lit by initial coldies.  The afternoon can wait, we must eat.  And we did.  Mexican is always appropriate.  When you're hot, when you're tired, when you've been emptied by the morning shanks, clanks, and yanks.  Smartly, stashed in a back room at San Miguel's.  Let's make this easy, the money men stepped up.  Pay it forward, it all evens out.  Off to contracts, and lessons, and unavoidable conflicts for some.  Back to the rolling hills, grassy fields, and peaceful afternoon still for others.  Hydration.  In early July.  In Texas.  When the heat is unconditional and the clouds are exploding.

Flying everywhere, five players playing.  Nourished and cheerful, anticipating execution, ignoring the pains.  Stay moving always, never rust up if you can help it.  The meltdowns and breakdowns, a few to celebrate, walk off like a champion.  Cross Canadian Ragweed.  Stay behind the plane, close it up a bit, protect the back.  A dwindle at 9, a tweak at 15, then fat, fat, fat.  Shot after shot.  Like digging my own fat golf grave.  Everything was fat.

Trunked the clubs, the day was still bright.  To the cool pool, to cool off the summer day, to float and ponder the sky, to wash off the golf.  To drown it in the hazard, to drop it in the drink, to get clean.