13 November 2004

Last weekend I played golf with my Uncle again. We played nine holes at Blackberry Farm in Cupertino. I got my typical score of about 2x par. And. I broke one of my uncle's golf clubs. His five-iron, to be precise. He wasn't too upset, but I feel pretty bad about it.

Here's how it happened: I messed up my tee shot and my ball landed about 3 feet from the trunk of this little tree. It was laying such that if I stood with my back to the trunk I could hit the ball. My backswing didn't hit the trunk, so I figured I was good to go. I hit the ball ok, but on the follow-through of my swing the shaft of the club hit the tree trunk. It broke right in half.

So I'm thinking I'll need to find a gift certificate to some golf shop or something. Who does golf club repairs?

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