It started the summer between my eighth and ninth grade year, I took up golf. I started by attending a golf camp teaching me the basic rules and techniques of golf. I would practice each day at the range during these hours of practice I got to know to course golf pro, Kim. One day he came up to me and asked if I wanted to volunteer for three days during the upcoming Web.com Utah Championship. I was volunteering to be …show more content…
I was surprised the players were 21, 22, 25 and 27, young and approachable. For some reason I thought the golfers would be arrogant, conceited and narcissistic, like older football players I had meet previously. I was expecting them to be laser focused the entire eighteen holes. Surprisingly, these professional players were exactly the opposite approachable, down to earth, kind and fun to be around. They wanted to get to know me, a lowly fourteen old year boy. They asked me a lot of questions. Why I was a standard bearer? Did I like golf? What did I want to be when I grow up? And I got to ask what ever I wanted. These conversations occurred between shots when they were lad back and just like regularly …show more content…
I told Kim what had been going on, how I had listened to Web.com professionals, done everything they told me to, but during the tournament I did not play very good. The pro had me reflect on what I had observed the players doing during the Web.com. I had observed they were normal guys, until they approach the tee, when they transformed. They had an ability to block everything around them out, and with laser focus played the game of golf. How was I going to learn the transforming technique of laser focused? Oh how I wished I could spend another three days, asking question as to how to learn this ability to transform, stay laser focused and learn to control my emotions. As a fourteen year-old boy, whose emotions are a little bipolar, being able to go from happy and frustrated in a few seconds, I became discouraged. So I thought a lot about what I had experienced over the past summer. I was able to pump myself up a little and finished the season out ok. Doing well during the rounds of golf with the team and crashing and burning during the tournament. Hard work had pay off, my technique was getting better, what I learned during the Web.com had worked. I needed to take it to the next level, but did not think I knew how to do