I am in the middle of the fairway, 150 yards out, no wind, no shadows. I take my 8-Iron and go through my routine.  I address the ball, keep my head down and wham……Worm Burner.  You guessed it, I topped the ball.

Simple 94 yard par 3.  You can do this every day.  Except some masochistic course designer thought the fairway between you and the hole is a great place to put a pond, maybe he likes fishing.  But I digress,  my ball is in the water.  I do not know why, this is a shot I make all the time when there is no pond in my way.

They say that golf is a “Mind” game, or golf is a “Mental” game.  Well, I am here to tell you “They” are wrong.  Golf is a head game.  It gets in your head and torments you.  It beats you down.  It makes you do crazy things like pay $500.00 for the newest, latest, greatest, driver.  A driver that will send the ball farther and straighter than any club before.  That is, until you get it in your hands and slice the ball onto interstate 90 that runs along the par 5 5th.

So, why do we do it?  Why do we keep going to the course, weekend after weekend?  I will tell you why.  Sometimes that Golf Bug that has gotten in our heads is asleep.  We step up to the first tee and take out our Driver and hit it straight and true.  Then, hole after hole we make sweet shots and finish, maybe not with a pro tour score, but we break 100 or even 90.

We beat the demon in our heads.