Being particularly proud parents who already boast about their son’s seemingly extraordinary sporting skills one cant help but get blinded by future dollars signs in our line of sight. He already has a helluva accurate throwing arm, has just started to kick “le ball” as he calls it, and now, is showing impressive amateur sporting prowess in the arena of golf, when he, from the minute he picked up the putter and connected it with the ball, seems like he was right in the swing (if you get my drift!) of it – an all at only 14 months of age. Impressive, yes?
Being partial to a spot of overseas travel, I’m more than willing to volunteer my services to act as security, keep the fans at bay… Hell, I’d even be keen for a call up as his caddy – despite the fact I have a limited (ie ZERO) knowledge of the game of golf.
There’s still some room for improvement, I’ll acknowledge that, biased as I am… Like all seasoned golfers, he too saw fit to throw a few teeny tantrums when things didn’t quite go to plan (read: his fledgling land legs which are still adjusting to being upright instead of nearer the floor, often gave way, much to his chagrin). But for his first attempt, I hope you’ll agree, the boy’s got some serious potential!