The fog lifts, the dew not yet gone. Its quiet as the first swish, strong yet stiff, a little to eager, exilerating. Heart beat quickens yet the mind seeks the calm needed to make that shot. TINK! All fear gone, the ball rockets to lies unknown, to its destiny. Golf gods be kind, for I am here as often as I can. Because.... I LOVE GOLF.
Now, I work hard all week, and I really enjoy relaxing with a nice game of golf on the weekend. I’m not bad, if I do say so myself. But the thought of Playboy Golf—that really peaks my interest.
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Now, I work hard all week, and I really enjoy relaxing with a nice game of golf on the weekend. I’m not bad, if I do say so myself. But the thought of Playboy Golf—that really peaks my interest.
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