Golf Dreams

Lately, when I drift off to sleep, I keep having the same recurring dream. It's always a little bit blurry, but there are always three friends and I. Were at the golf course. We're all standing around the 4th tee and were all about to hit a tee shot. I am shooting last because I just got off a birdie on the par 3 third hole.

Chapter 1

Well, hold on, to be clear there is really only two people in the dream. Sorry to confuse but let me explain. There are four of us but I can only recognize two. My friend Kevin and myself. It is customary in golf to play as a foursome and and being a gentlemen, there is 4 people present in this dream. Anyways, long-story short, the two other guys and they are always unrecognizable. They are nameless and faceless. They are like silhouettes. I can never make them out. Either way, in this dream its Kevin and myself, and to my recollection is always Kevin and I.

So moreover and to the dream, there I am and I can see myself in the action. I can see that it is Kevin. That should be clear.

Ok, so, there we are at the tee and Kevin is the first to shoot. He hits a decent shot and then, the dream pans on, and the other two faceless fellas hit and then its my turn. Noticing something Kevin and the other guys could do better, I step up and show then how its supposed to be done. You know, the proper way to hit a ball. I step up with great vigour, and vinegar, or piss. Whichever.

Anyways, here's how it goes. I walk up to the tee with my club in hand and bend down and put the tee and ball in its place, "Ok guys, watch me do it, i'll show ya how its done" My stance is sturdy and my feet are shoulder width apart and so on, and my grip is surely right - I spend much time in the dream going through all the fundamentals. You know showing them all the right way. Then finally I swing and make contact with the ball. "Blast" The ball veers to the right and its heading for the other fairway and sure enough it clears the tree's and is heading for the other fairway and, oh, shit, it hits an old lady right in the back of the head. She falls down flat on the ground, laying as flat as pancake... and the other two guys and Kevin start to run for it..they all think she is dead. So we run for it, and every time, as were running away, Kevin yells me "you forgot to say Four"!