Yup, it is finally Friday. While there is a part of me that wants to play the TGIF card, the other part of me; Coach-Billy, really misses MTWTh! Why you ask? because there are no golf matches are practices. This is one of the awesome perks of my job; coaching boy’s varsity golf. I am still in shock, even after 5 years of doing this, that God has blessed me with this opportunity.
Besides The Lord, I have to give thanks to my jr. high P.E. coach who introduced me to the sport, and to my pop who bought my first set of sticks, which I still have, and encouraged me to join my high school team because, “I could play some really nice courses for free.”
If you would have told the 18-year-old Hillbilly, that he would be playing his favorite local course 30 years later, as a coach, he would have said, “No way brother.” Don’t forget, I was 18 in 1983! Your Hillbilly was a ” Hulkamanic” then, and now brother!
So I guess the point, if there is one, to this story, is that ya never know what one, small activity, under taken at an early age, will lead you. Actually, it is not the event, but the Event Planner who resides above us that leads us to places we would never find on our own!
theconservativehillbilly 
Mar 02, 2012 @ 08:51:26
Well cousin stick at it. I am still killing things after sixty some years. You have what I call a “healthy addiction” 🙂
Mar 02, 2012 @ 08:56:07
Thing is, I am a 14 handicapper and my only weakness is from 60 yards in. Technology has been wonderful! The only thing it does not fix, is that lump of goo between my ears!
Mar 02, 2012 @ 09:30:34
Try pulling your tinfoil down further and curl it at the bottom. Works for me 🙂