Golf lesson

Golf again Went for a golf lesson on Friday .The golf pro let me hit a few balls looked at my swing efforts .”Not bad not bad at all” at all he enthused. Which brought an inner smug smile to my face “yes" I though “as I suspected I am actually brilliant and now he is going to give me THE BIG SECRET which will turn me into a scratch golfer.My elation did last long there came the dreaded “HOWEVER I will point out a few areas that will improve your game". My elation was short lived So we looked at my stance :slouch too much, my grip too weak on one hand too strong in the other I know it begs a question but this is only golfing talk). My follow through is poor( my wife washes my underwear so she needs to be consulted on that one) My weight distribution is not correct seemingly I should be putting the weight on the balls of my feet (I know I should not have worn wheelie shoes to golf lesson)“Now put it all together” he instructs “oh oh this does not feel right swoosh a perfectly executed practice swing Excellent my enthusiastic coach declares now do the same and hit this tee (just a tee no ball placed in the ground before me)Swoosh I go again clipping the top of the tee on my way to a perfect follow throughAt last the moment has arrived a ball is placed on the now straightened teeHere we go the big moment first a couple of practise swings then swoosh follow by a horrible clattering sound and the ball rolling 6 feet.“Don’t worry" is my coach’s reaction “you have to expect that you have made some really positive changes to your swing” His face tells me another story “this guy is a nightmare no one can be that bad”He gives me a wry smile which I return We go back to hitting the tee which to be honest I am good at .Confidence is returning we both give each other knowing smiles without a word being uttered we agree he is the master professional expert coach and I am the best student he ever had and well on my way to slashing my handicap.Now back to hitting balls Clunk, clatter splutter the smile has disappeared from the coaches face and his eyebrows are joining together.I cringe feeling like the most stupid person ever to try and hit a ball “what is going on” I wonderThe coach restores his composure and professionalism “its just your timing that is a bit off” (timing were did that come from he never mentioned timing before)” we will work on that next time”.We now look at each other another awkward moment but the words which are never spoken are” will there be a next time”The tension is resolved by the arrival of the next student the coach acknowledges him hows it going he addresses the new student .”great the new student replies “67 in the medal on Saturday” my self esteem hits rock bottom .The coach returns his attention to me “its all about practice don’t bother to hit balls just set up to hit tees”He then holds out his hand, I panic the hand is held at a casual 45 degree angle ,I don’t know what to do is he wanting me to pay him.I take the next best option shake his hand and thank him for a great lesson His face gives nothing away Oh no I have done the wrong thing how do I resolve this I plucked up the courage “where do I pay ““In the pro shop” a rather dry response Bye I mutter and note how happy he is with his new student who probably pays him cash in hand so it does not go through the books and hits the ball for miles and have perfect timing.The next day the Saturday medal I stand on the tee setting my self up My new grip my new stance my new swing .Oh no this will never work quick back to plan b,Plan b is my usual game and it produces my usual scoring some 5’s some 6’s even the odd par and a few 8’s and 9’s . A depressing 102 is the final outcome and my depression deepens with my partners supportive words “you should get yourself a few lessons”