friday, 11 am, a knock at my front door. the fed ex man with a package in his hand. he's looking for a brian mcalughlin and i say, oh you must mean beej. that would be me. he has me sign his little scanner and i look at the return address on the package. i see the word acushnet. my mind awakens and my heart races. what will it look like? and oh, what timing with the weather here in michigan. maybe only one last chance and golf for this season. (i'm looking at each time out as possibly the last)
i open the package and what do i see, a clear plastic bag with a garment inside. a tag with an FG logo. it's my jacket. i cafully remove it from the bag to admire it and then i decide to try it on. not only does it fit, but at the moment i donned this thing of beauty i am transformed that older duffer into a well dressed older duffer. oh well, you can't expect miracles every day can you.
thanx footjoy the jacket is truely a thing of beauty.