Think about it for a moment. The ball is created in a nice, growing environment--the golf ball factory. There they are coddled and inspected. Remember, not all of them make it out of the factory to play on the first team. Some are rejected and for the most minute of imperfection. It is a brand of shame to have the Titlist brand--OK, I'm partial to Titlists although I can't always afford them and I don't play ProV's because I'm cheap--painted onto you and then not pass inspection for something as little as a spec. Then you have to suffer the indignity of either having the word "PRACTICE" stamped on you or even worse the mark of the X painted on you. This means you are not good enough and have been rejected. You don't even get a trophy for participating.
Should you make the cut and pass inspection you get put into a paper sleeve with two other perfect dimpled orbs then grouped with three other paper sleeves to make a box of a dozen and sent out to do your job. By the way, my wife bought an eighteen pack of Top Flites the other day and the balls were not placed in sleeves. That has nothing to do with where I am going with this post, I just though I would throw that in. They were Top Flites after all. She likes Top Flites and I am not going to argue with her, especially if I want to stay out of that dog house I wrote about a couple of weeks ago. Back to the Titlists. So the balls go out to the place where they are going to be sold, unaware of the fate that is to befall on them.
Joe Average buys the dozen at a totally over inflated price. I won't say where because I have too many golf pro friends and I don't want to offend anyone. By the way, there is a great sale going on over at Dick's right now on Top Flites and Maxfli's. Sorry, I got off the subject again. So, Joe Average takes the ProV's he paid too much for and and heads for the course. He reaches into his bag and gets out a tee as well as a sleeve of the new ProV's.
That wonderful ball is going to be smacked around many times by a stick. It has to hurt. Can you imagine the pain that ball has to endure? How about the blow to the ball's pride. Does it really have to be this way? You darn right it has to be this way.
Joe Average is playing golf now. He tees up the ball on a long par four with water to the right. The ball will be violently struck and fly down the middle of the fairway, missing the deep water hazard on the right hand side of the fairway. Joe must avoid that water at all costs.
Joe takes a mighty swing with the stick and THWACK, hits the ball. It was a pretty ugly swing at that because Jack doesn't like to take lessons. If you want to improve your game, see your local pro for a lesson please. (That was for all my golf teaching buddies out there.) Guess where that poor ball flies because of Joe's wonderful swing. Yes, it sadly flies into the middle of the water and hits a ten pound bass squarely on the head. That poor, brand new ball has sacrificed it's life so that others may have enjoyment in their lives. I'm not too sure how happy the bass was either. Actually, I'm not sure how much enjoyment because Jack is back at the tee yelling words you wouldn't want your preacher or priest or rabbi to hear. I can't speak for a Bhudhist Monk or a Muslim Imam because I haven't met an Imam or a Monk.
Let's have a moment of silence for that new Titlist. Let's not forget the sacrifices that golf balls all over the world are making, even now. By the way, how many balls did you put into the lake today?
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