These are my notes is the tale of fantasy. There are stories and thoughts, emotions, feelings. Or maybe too fancy, whereas that of fantasy, sometimes for modesty and other times for fiction, were a part of reality. Can I start with emotions, feelings, thoughts, though I shall handle, ultra sessantacinquenne, the idea of playing golf. Idea that immediately put in place. Youth and sport, and Even boasts the still as 20 years old: "for me yet how, girls, I don't like when I was twenty years old, with no difference. Well, maybe a small difference: I cannot remember anymore because it ". When I said the psychologist friend advised me himself, they spend more sport. Isn't that calcetto (difficult: we may always find at least nine people to play with); I thought that is not on the ballot (already involved, even though I was passed on the mountain biking); even thought the petanque (people believed that matter from old). Memory, official local newspapers; practice course, spoke on the outskirts, was told that it could play golf at a price lower than two coffees a day. "Orpo" or as actually said, using my language from docker: "I can go immediately perdindirindina, see!". I received a very kind Lady that I then could carry the Lord, which is also available: This gentleman, who would become my teacher, I prepared a panoramic tours circle, explaining that I could begin with some practice lesson without the need to buy equipment or clothing that suited: these things subscribe circle and then think FIG, it may be necessary, if he chose to continue. "The Great thing: Let's start from tomorrow?" And so it was that I became a Golfer. This decision will also contribute to environmental (green, Club, House, simple and comfortable, the absence of symptoms snobbismo). Certainly, there are also those where Golf is golf, not Race: case me, sports for relaxation and essentially gave a little, I don't bother nesmelého, but I thought that the bot; there is room for everyone. Quiet and loud. Most cannot be excluded that I would even be confiscated, listening and physicists adipi prominent in the struggle with prominent debate as much as Tiger Woods. So I began a cycle of lessons. It was an experience in contrasting aspects: closed in gabbiotto mechanism shots, assuming that the position is completely unnatural, I felt a bit ridiculous, and I didn't understand why those templates that I perceived safety and experience, but I would of liked to have not only technical, but some additional explanations: given that I had to "addressarmi" in this way? considering that I had to use a grip? because iron? and so on. I was starting to have too many perplexities and more discomfort that fun. Me reasons that even persecution them for some time, about half a century ago. I had weathered Matura examination and here I am at godermene price: course for driving! Instructor Grounds were little theory, always in the form of a little practice zakoreneno. Never aprii hood car and driving was a fictitious: I was sitting on a Chair, with the wheel be detached from an old 17th century, while the instructor, bofonchiando brum brum bruum, he said to me: "raise your right foot, lower left!"and so on; and finally the salii Daddy's car, the pink slip in your pocket and patent alongside a friend; and objected to the first wall schiantai. Fortunately, things actually feel better. Here, as well as on the course experience, getting better until the big day, after more than twenty lessons, I was accompanied on the field itself. Emotions were: two hours, take a few kilo throws grass to relocate and-incredibilesei holes. Didn't know yet almost nothing, above/below par and certainly I will count hits me workers worried: love was born. Love that was being consolidated, that "driving range" within the limits of the city. Field of many disadvantages: Here is the breathtaking scenery that describe books always ideal for field, the railway is also nearby the highway, the landfill is not very far, but it is also near my house, so that I can go "to be in two footage, even though I don't mean much time; If I can go to the camp site well by bike! And there are also some other merits of priceless: bonasport in his dna dissemination costs are reasonable, golf a bit green (including ponds) here and there is no trace of that desire instead I breathed into the alongside elitist closing some fields may be too few. In short: there are all possibilities to do outdoor sports, placing us at the competitive spirit and the company or solitude each search. And, although very large, there is also a Club House: renowned 19th holes where to drink, to read in peace or have a chat. Love between aspirant Golfer and Golf was born, and you should be strengthened; now you can tell the story to my grandchildren as they like, without telling lies: Gino and fell, was the best golf of stylish ball and lived happy and content. (Alberto Magnani)
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