Clair-Mar

Mike and I went to the golf course this afternoon.  Mike hits a really long, straight ball while I tend to be all over the place.  Today was different.  On most of my drives I was right there with him. My putts seemed to have eyes and my chip shots often slipped to within inches of the cup.  
     It was difficult to maintain a calm attitude for the second nine but I actually did better on the backside. It was a fluke that is unlikely to happen again but I sure enjoyed it.