Martin Z Sutis Blog

My brother thinks he’s Tiger Woods. At least he tries to convince all of us of his expertise. The other day I decided to take him down a notch. We loaded our golf equipment into the back of my jeep and headed for the greens. I let him go first and was actually impressed by the length of his first shot. Mine wasn’t nearly as good. When it was time to putt, he slipped right by the hole, but mine seemed drawn to it like a magnet. And so the game went, first he would do something really well, and then I would pull a nice swing off. At the end of the game we were tied. Now we both think we’re as good as Tiger Woods!