I have experienced both emotions. Many times. Alas, far more the latter than the former. Indeed, golf and I frequently question our relationship, and the continuation of it. But we quickly kiss and make up. Having been together now for more years than we care to remember, we are, frankly, far too comfortable with each other to go our separate ways.
Like many enthusiastic golfers all over the world, I never give up the hope that the next 18 holes will be the round I have always played to perfection in my head. Nor do I ever stop believing that one day I will negotiate some of the world’s finest golf courses, of which there are plenty to choose from. But then, where golf is concerned, I always was a dreamer.