Extroversion

Yesterday afternoon I celebrated my 48th birthday and the start of an end of summer vacation by playing nine holes of golf with my son. On the eighth hole, a 509 yard dogleg right, I bombed a drive far enough to get a look at the green. When we got to my ball, I asked my caddie for a six iron to lay up and he looked at me and shook his head. He said, "when you get the opportunity, you have to go for it". So I took the three wood from him and blasted a 230 yard shot that landed just short of the green, rolled right over the hole, and stopped six feet past. I then made the mistake I always make and gave away the hole and lipped out the putt coming back for a tap in birdie. I was so excited about that three wood shot that I reached into my bag on the walk from the eighth green to the ninth tee and send this message out to the world via twitter.

And I got a few responses from friends advising me to put the phone back in the bag.

@fredwilson Put that phone down and play the game! – Plunkman

and

@fredwilson wow a tweet-filled round of golf – I hope I never get there myself