The Grump
Newbie
Today I get out of the truck and throw a practice throw at the nearest basket which is 150ft away. The disc gets air bumped up twice and sent hyzering left of the basket 50-70 feet either landing in some brush or the street. After thirty minutes of searching...no disc. This wasn't even an area that could be possible to lose a disc. I'm thinking maybe somebody in a car picked it up.
Here's some questions you might be able to answer. Does God hate me? Why?
Does anybody really deserve to lose a disc on the first throw? My girlfriend was there as gave the crappiest piss poor effort to help find the disc. Can I be mad at her? Also, I consider her very bad luck (she knows this). Should I just stop bringing her around when I dgolf?
Here's some questions you might be able to answer. Does God hate me? Why?
Does anybody really deserve to lose a disc on the first throw? My girlfriend was there as gave the crappiest piss poor effort to help find the disc. Can I be mad at her? Also, I consider her very bad luck (she knows this). Should I just stop bringing her around when I dgolf?