Matthew and I headed out to Horning's today after work and school. Trozzle joined us on hole 2.
Hole 12, 165 feet. Matthew throws a backhand off the tee (like me, not his strength) that goes about halfway. Not spectacular, but he has a decent look and can't complain. Matthew walks up at to his lie and decides at the last second to use his driver. Good choice. Right at the chain, on a rope. Bang!
Not bad for nine years old.
By the way, Matthew absolutely loves HH. So does his Dad.