I’m a little hung up on the last couple of scenes. Lacking anima or something. I remember something someone said to me a few years ago that basically sums up the problem.

Dave will remember this.

A few years ago, we were playing golf. I think it was just he and I, so we got paired with a single player, an older gentleman who’d obviously spent a lot of time out on the course.

His comment to me on about the 12th hole, after witnessing my play through the front nine: “You think too much for this game. I’ve seen a lot of men who aren’t as smart as you that play better.”

Well I tell yah ladies and gents: that’s isn’t only true of golf.