Subject:
The Road Not Taken
Date: 21 Feb 2000
...and
we ain't talkin'any Bob Frost poem, either. We're talkin' a serious
February twilight run on the Ridgeline Trail from Willamette to
Dillard. Got too dark on the way back and couldn't see the mud
holes. Decided to stay on the black top around the Butte.
Had lots of time to reflect back on the many roads not taken in
my little detour. If they had that laser surgery back in '73,
I bet I could have picked up the spin on the hard cutter a split
second sooner. So I took the golf fork in the road, thinking this
baby is sitting on a tee and does not start out at your head.
After checking out Hale Irwin's specs on the tube one day, I thought
there was hope on the links...and that's about all there turned
out to be. But get me some of that laser surgery AND a big headed
titanium Calloway, a set of oversized irons with one of those
Olimar three metals and roll back the tape, baby. Instead of sucking
air down South Willamette, I might not be teeing it for a living,
but I would have a lot better chance sucking air carrying someone's
bag with their name on it, eh?...or at least getting the clubs
out of the trunk of the members cars...
Yeah, so I should have started running sooner.
