i'm not annika sorenstam

what could be the best way to spend a sunny saturday with friends than a nice game of golf? this is what i thought before i grabbed my clubs out of the car. boy, was i in for a surprise. it all started with the first hole, which is always conveniently placed in front of the starter's box, with multiple people standing around, watching the players before them begin their journey. it's fun to watch these people tee off, but when it's your turn to get up there, you wish there was a curtain you could pull to block the spectators. oh well, i'm not here to impress anyone! so it turned out, the first hole set the stage for the remainder of the day, as i managed to hit each ball a whopping 20-40 feet. for those of you that aren't so familiar, this does not even place my ball on the fairway. as the day goes on, i manage to get worse instead of better, by hitting the center of a tree approximately 45 degrees to my left, which my boyfriend was standing behind (for good reason). a few holes later with my trusty pitching wedge i manage to hit the furthest ball i've hit all day...straight at my boyfriends' head. after finally throwing in the towel on #11, i resorted to drinking beer and holding the flag while the others worked the greens. that's when i realized- it's a great day. awesome weather, good friends, and fresh air. it ended up being a really fun time. perhaps i should volunteer to be the beer girl next time.