The problem for me is my golf game leads to the same horrible feelings and frustrations as Ohio football.  I step up to the first tee with positive expectations. My club selection is about as bad as Albin's play selections, I scramble around the woods looking for lost balls and  my short game is like our special teams.  I then start to drink beer and tell myself never again but come back again  the next week for more punishment.

Sorry, I never said I was satisfied with the kicking.  Better is a relative term that begs the question, “Better than what?”  I remember asking myself during the game, “WTH were these kicks (56, 52, and 68 yards) at the BG game?” (At this point, I really don’t want an answer).    4 kicks landed inside the 20.  The other kicks were 35, 41, 23, 39, 35, and 21 yards.  That’s about 6 too many.  These latter numbers brought things back down but even a shank is better, better than nothing.  I left that part out.