I’ve hit my fair share of bad golf shots in my lifetime, but this last weekend, I managed the creme de la creme. I’m on the tee, hitting driver, and the houses lining the right side of the first 50 yards of the hole are always in my head. I’ve nearly hit a couple of these houses throughout my time playing at this particular course, but never made actual contact.
Well, last Sunday that changed. Using my driver, I hit a low, stinging shot that drifted hard right immediately. The ball went between the fence posts, hit a rock wall that was protecting some flowers, and shot straight up and to the right, shattering a window.