LookIhitAtREE
Par Member
150 Star Valk changed my game, upped my distance, aided in my consistency. We got metal twice, me and my Valk. I loved the damn thing. "Loved," yes it is past tense, because I lost the first one at a local course. A guy called me to return it and I was at work, so I texted him and never heard from him again. I was distraught, lost.
I got on DGmuseum and got a used one in a different color. Again I loved it, it was my goto. We had some good times, that Star Valk and me. We played in the park, took trips together, and hung out a few times a week. We got two aces in a week together, I couldn't believe it. We had a thing for sure, and I think my wife was starting to get wise to it.
"Had a thing," yes past tense again you see. We played a beautiful course together in Arkadelphia this Sunday, along a lake and dam. Well, there is another course in Arkadelphia at OBU, and I was like "Hey Valk, Let's go play one or two holes of it just to check it out." We get there and the first hole is like 565, and I throw my baby, goes maybe 275 or so. I throw again and get about 50 from the basket. I'm lining up for the approach / putt and there are a bunch of dumpsters in the way. Normally, I would get out the putter, but I was tired and ready to finish and go, so I spike hyzer my dear valk and "CLANG!" Right into one of the ####### dumpsters.
My wife and I walk over to open the side door and retrieve my plastic lover and the ####### doors are welded shut! 7 foot dumpster, I'm 5'7". Yet again, the Valk is lost, taking with it two ace signatures, and in the process tearing my heart out of my chest and crushing it like shoed spider.
I don't think I'll buy another one for a while.
Cry.
THE END
I got on DGmuseum and got a used one in a different color. Again I loved it, it was my goto. We had some good times, that Star Valk and me. We played in the park, took trips together, and hung out a few times a week. We got two aces in a week together, I couldn't believe it. We had a thing for sure, and I think my wife was starting to get wise to it.
"Had a thing," yes past tense again you see. We played a beautiful course together in Arkadelphia this Sunday, along a lake and dam. Well, there is another course in Arkadelphia at OBU, and I was like "Hey Valk, Let's go play one or two holes of it just to check it out." We get there and the first hole is like 565, and I throw my baby, goes maybe 275 or so. I throw again and get about 50 from the basket. I'm lining up for the approach / putt and there are a bunch of dumpsters in the way. Normally, I would get out the putter, but I was tired and ready to finish and go, so I spike hyzer my dear valk and "CLANG!" Right into one of the ####### dumpsters.
My wife and I walk over to open the side door and retrieve my plastic lover and the ####### doors are welded shut! 7 foot dumpster, I'm 5'7". Yet again, the Valk is lost, taking with it two ace signatures, and in the process tearing my heart out of my chest and crushing it like shoed spider.
I don't think I'll buy another one for a while.
Cry.
THE END