The second best day of my life...

The Masters kiddies clubs are built really well

Obviously, without doubt the best day was the day I became a Dad. I still vividly remember the moment when he first gripped my finger with his tiny fist. Today was the second best day, it was the day that father and son ventured out to play golf for the first time. Now my nipper is just over two and a half and up till now has made do with plastic golf clubs. However, he has steadfastly rejected any kiddie golf. He won't play with plastic golf balls and the Gator from Gator Golf is redundant as he refuses to embrace a silly plastic crocodile mush preferring to see his ball drop in a hole.

Having saved plenty of pocket money (well the change he fleeces from us when we foolishly leave it lying around) he invested in his first proper golf equipment today. He bought a Masters wedge and a putter and had spent a wonderful hour at the club, flitting from chipping green to practice bunkers to putting green to driving net. He loved watching the members practicing their putting or teeing off on the 1st and he learnt a little bit of golf etiquette (though his understanding of being quiet involves a normal level voice with a whispering tone.

He had so much fun and that is exactly as I want to keep it. Perhaps in time I'll be able to practice a little alongside him, but for now it is all about his enjoyment. His hand eye co-ordination is not bad and he instinctively choked down on the wedge and putter. Still trying to wean him off the habit of placing his ball an inch from the hole, the boy just loves making putts and has worked out its easier from that range.

Anyway, as long as keeping you up with the trials and tribulations of my own game I'll periodically keep you updated on how Tiger jnr is getting on. At this rate it won't be long before we go the the driving range together. Any quips in the comments about his handicap getting cut faster than mine will be given short shrift ;)