How could the first day of Spring be any better than this?
Threw my clubs in the trunk and headed to Clover Hill for my first round of golf of the season. I haven't swung a club since October 7. Haven't been to the range. Nothing. Had very low expectations. Ended up making four pars and shooting a 40. Only two shots short of my personal best at Clover Hill. What a feeling!
It can only go downhill from here, right?
Then I come home, open the mail, and my Pirates tickets for my ten game plan are in the mailbox. Now, THAT is a great sign of spring.
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