We're still kind of broiling in the heat this time of year, so when it comes time to play golf after a week long battle at the job, it typically gives way to a few cold ones resting comfortably at the bottom of the cooler.
Golf goes something like this: slice, bad shot, terrible shot, decent chip, missed putt but a little closer to the hole, and then finally that dang ball finds its way and sinks into the hole. It doesn't usually happen exactly like that for Tiger Woods, but for many east Texas weekend golfers (myself included) we hack our way down the fairway and after the ball has had enough, it finally goes in