Well, it’s finally spring here in Muncie. I don’t know about you, but used to be, the smell of freshly cut grass always made me think of baseball. Baseball was my sport, it is the game that I’d play before I played any other. As my knees and back argue that I’m not quite able to play baseball with the vigor I’d once done, there is another sport I now wish I’d learned to play at a younger age. That game is golf.