‎"A day of terrible golf is better than being skinned alive in a pit of hot oil." -- Deepak, Jr.

 

And I have the pictures to prove it!  Although, in all honesty, I’ve never been skinned alive in a pit of hot oil.  But…just imagine how it must feel to be one golf stroke away from a personal best and you fuck it up because you did not realize how much the grass on the green had grown since 6:00 a.m., and how hard the wind was blowing from the west, and how humid the air was, and how much your eyeballs had dried out since the night before, and how much the earth’s revolution had been slowed by the earthquake in Indonesia, and how the sun’s solar flares had set off electrical interference with your range-finder.  Just think!  If you miss that last shot, you can still return for more of the same bullshit.