I was on the range yesterday and the new lady pro was teaching an old biddy.
After she had finished, as she was walking past, she paused to let me play a shot, then walked off, saying two words...
"Nice swing"
Now she may be young, and glamorous, and I know the way to an old farts heart is meant to be through his stomach, but at that moment I knew what love must feel like in it's purest form.
I've had my swing likened to watching an octopus tango with a spider, but a complement ???
Nope, never had one of them before.

After she had finished, as she was walking past, she paused to let me play a shot, then walked off, saying two words...
"Nice swing"
Now she may be young, and glamorous, and I know the way to an old farts heart is meant to be through his stomach, but at that moment I knew what love must feel like in it's purest form.
I've had my swing likened to watching an octopus tango with a spider, but a complement ???
Nope, never had one of them before.