Dearest Golf Enthusiast,
Greetings Benson, this is your personal golf anti-Christ. I would like to take this moment to share with you my thoughts on your upcoming sports season. It seems as though you have high hopes this year, well f that. You've started out the season in a glorious fashion, missing your first qualifier of the year by 3 strokes. But dear sir, you didn't shoot 5 under par and miss by 3, you shot 17 over par and missed by 3. Might I add, making the turn in 4 over par means that the back nine was more painful than death. Suprisingly, you did not steer the car into a ravine on the ride home, but then again you weren't driving. I'm sure the pitcher of beer helped a little bit, but your rage shall continue on. Also, I was able to snap a photo of you on the 18th hole, a face shot.

Yours truly,
Golf Satan
Ok, so kidding aside, shooting a poor round of golf is a painful experience. Shooting that when it's 45 degrees out with 30mph winds just f'ing sucks. However, playing the front nine in 4 over, and the back in 13 over is just god damn atrocious. Capping off the round with a triple bogey on the last hole to miss the cut by 3 strokes is unspeakable, and certainly a fucking disgrace to the game. The most asinine part of the whole deal is the 45 minute drive back home, and thank Jesus I wasn't the one driving. The very first shot i hit was a bad omen. I striped a 4 iron right at the damn pin and made one of the few pars made on that hole by the whole field. Follow that bitch with a triple bogey and you've got yourself a shit sandwich straight from the horse's ass. Well I did hit some good shots, but the 10th hole devoured my soul (and 2 of my Pro V1s) and it was all shit from there on in. Wind + Golf + Rain = stay the fuck home.