Tuesday, September 01, 2009
I was awake at 7:30am, when my dad was getting ready to go for a jog.
Then it crossed my mind that I should go to the driving range.
I needed to practise and address some flaws that popped up in Sunday's game.
Played okay for a 9-hole game, but 3 bogeys and 20-feet one putts don't count if I lack consistency.
So I tagged along. To the driving range!
I knew it was gonna be a good day as soon as I got out of the car.
I saw a Korean chick getting ready for golf.
Slender body in that white sleeveless hoodie, slight tan. I like what I saw.
I made my way to the putting green. Gotta sink some putts like I did in Raub.
She comes along, and I watched as she played a few flop shots.
She's got skills. Style. And looks.
I took a few good looks at her when she made a few putts.
Lord knows it was more fun than watching the LPGA Tour live on the Golf Channel.
She made a move to the driving range as I packed my putter.
It was quiet at the driving range. I took my spot, 4 bays behind her.
Damn. My shots weren't good. It's like, every club I used gave me the same distance.
I was about to give up until my dad came by after his jog and workout.
I said that today's not my day.
My dad pointed out my mistakes and came beside me to show me what I should be doing.
Then, he realized why it was so difficult for me to focus on my game.
The Korean chick's wearing a thong.
Dayum. I mean, damn!
-kingsley sia-
