June 21st 2019
Today I played mini-golf left handed until it became a strong possibility that I may actually lose, and at that point I swapped to my right hand and cruised for the rest of the round
Really, I didn’t cruise. I only won by one shot, and that shot came on the 18th — a particularly gruesome ramp/loop.
Considering I used to play golf every week and I claim putting to be one of the strongest parts of my game, I would’ve been fuming to lose.
Of course, I’d’ve been gracious and gentlemanly, but also absolutely tamping. It would’ve ruined the night.
Until tomorrow, fortuntely, I was victorious.