Katie Kearney Just Forced Me To Get The Clubs Out Of The Attic

I’ve been resisting the urge to get the golf clubs out of the attic for the first time in six years and play 18. It’s not that I don’t want to spend four hours or so drinking and shooting the shit with my buddies. I just keep thinking of the ridiculous greens fees and cart rental. I start thinking about dropping $30-$35 for a round, the beer, the 19th hole beer, food and extra golf balls and I start wondering why I don’t just hit the bar down the street and drink.
Then I see Katie Kearney in her yoga shorts drilling fairway woods at the golf range and the blood starts boiling again.
I start thinking what I’d shoot after 6-7 years away from the game. Would I break 90? How many pars could I sneak in over 18? These IG girls and their golf videos kill me every single time. Here I am perfectly fine in a desk chair coming off a weekend bender at Talladega and I start thinking about golf. I start thinking about all the course beers.
Dammit Kearney, you win again. Time to get the clubs out.
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