One of the best feelings in this world is sinking a 15-plus foot putt or laying a perfect shot onto the green from the fairway.

I used to golf quite a bit. I played all four years in high school and I continued playing with friends in tournaments in college. But since I’ve graduated, my clubs have gotten pretty dusty sitting in my closet.

I have never been very good. In high school I shot in the 90s and 100s. That’s a pretty bad round of golf. I had a wicked slice that I could never quite seem to correct. But it has always been something I enjoyed doing, no matter how bad my score was at the end of the day.

With the weather showing signs of warming up — although I know we are probably a long way from actual spring — it has got me thinking about golf again. I really need to get back out on the course and knock some golf balls around, even though I’ll probably shoot a 120 after not playing for so long.

However, I’ve never been one of those people who could golf alone. The best part about golf for me has always been being outdoors with a few friends, laughing, telling stories and drinking a few beverages.

I have a few friends in the area who love to golf, but with friends being married, everyone having different working schedules and living apart — many of my friends live back in Bourbon County — it has proven difficult to find time to get on the course.

Golf has become the thing we talk about going to do, but never make plans or follow through. As the temperature rises, I’m going to make an effort to put a stop to that. I’m going to get my friends together for a round, and hopefully it will spur us to continue golfing in the future.

Maybe I’ll finally figure out how to get rid of my nasty slice. Or maybe I’ll be lucky enough to hit that perfect shot onto the green or sink that 15-foot putt. But even if I don’t, I think a poor round of golf could do me good.

I take back what I said in the first line of this column. One of the best feelings in the world is clearing your mind with a group of family or friends. That’s what golf is really about to me anyway.

— Chance Hoener is a staff writer for the Morning Sun. He can be emailed at or follow him on Twitter @ReporterChance.