It is very interesting to me that after a long hard day I find the energy to walk a round of golf. Living in central new York brings us golfers into a dilemma...all of those big hills. Walking up, across, down, back up, and across again makes for a very interesting choice of vocabulary. I swear that even the most polite of gentlemen would let out a curse or two when golfing in central New York. I could go on for hours about how many things bother me about the game but I still pick up the sticks and hope for par.
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