I knew something was wrong as soon as I saw my sagging travel golf bag on the baggage carousel. I opened up the bag and the driver head fell out, then my seven iron head, then… “Crummy Airlines USA” had snapped every club in my bag. In fact, the devastation was so total, even the golf bag itself, the one inside the travel bag, had its spine broken. Insert sobbing sound here.
There’s a reason my clubs were 25 years old – I loved them! If my sand wedge were human, I would have dated it. And like salt in my wounds, they destroyed my clubs on the way down to Florida, not on the way back up. In fact, I was going straight from the airport to play the PGA National Championship Course with one of my favorite golfing buddies. She was able to […]