Golfing

My husband loves golf, although he says that it's the only sport he's ever played that he sucks at. I wonder if the finger in the air is a Freudian slip.
I'm not the least bit interested in playing golf. I went with him today to take some photos and drove the cart part of the way. It was another amazingly beautiful autumn day, and the course is really lovely. He usually walks it, and if I go again, I'd love to walk it.
I've learned a new word - tragus. I had no idea what it was until my granddaughter got hers pierced. Ouch! :)