Slice

One of the reasons that I didn’t want to play golf in the park was because I can’t hit the ball straight. The course goes in between the homes and has very narrow fairways.

I went out to the driving range with my brother-in-law.  I consistently sliced my shots onto the road.

Barb told her friend’s granddaughter about my problem hitting the ball straight.  She said I needed to shorten my backswing.

I went out again to the driving range with my sister.  I tried using a shorter backswing.  I was amazed when all my shots went straight down the range.

Barb told her friend's granddaughter. She was very happy for me.  She said that now I can enjoy the great game of golf.

That encouraged me to actually try out the park course.  I went out one afternoon with my sister and her husband.

I used my newly shortened backswing and kept the ball on the fairway all afternoon.

Then on the last hole with houses on the right, I thought, "I have to hit the ball straight to not hit the houses".  I took my short backswing and sliced the ball.  There was a big bang when the ball hit a house.  One of the neighbours came out to see what made the noise.  We couldn’t find the ball and the owner of the house that I hit didn’t seem to be home.  I thought the ball had gone right across the street and into a house a long way from the fairway.

On the drive home, we looked for my ball.    We found the ball not too far off the fairway.  The house that I hit had obviously been hit many times because there were dents all over the siding.

I didn’t feel like playing again.