On most nights, my girlfriend and I sleep in separate rooms. She likes to have the tv on while she sleeps, i like quiet darkness. I snore, she doesn't share the bed; anyways you get the idea.
The other day I took my Scotty Cameron SS Newport 2 with me to bed. I was feeling the shape of it in the dark. It was bonding time between me and my precious. I wanted to memorize every curve on that tool, become one with it.
I began to fall asleep and put the putter next to me on the bed. My girlfriend came into my bedroom to tell me something and she flipped on the light and saw me sleeping next to my putter. She says: "You're sleeping with your golf clubs now? You're sick".
I was going to say "Honey it's not what you think it is." But I dont think she would have understood. So i just went back to sleep with my putter.
