Sometimes I wonder why I like golf

I guess some of you may recognise this.

You go to the driving range and every ball you hit is a beauty. You tell yourself that you finally got the hang of it and you're of to the first tee.

And that's when things start to go wrong. The first ball goes way left (of course out of bounds) and as usual the second ball is nice on the fairway. No problem you say to yourself, just a pitch and a put and I saved it (again). Except that you seem to have forgotten the water just in front of that first green.

On those moments, I tend to ask myself why I like this game so much.

But tomorrow I'll be back on that same driving range and of to that first green. And then I will hit that first drive right in the middle of the fairway ...