The Old Man At The Store

James started looking around the shop for what to buy but but it didn't take long for reality to smack him in the face.

He was utterly lost.

Rows and rows of clubs, bags, shoes, gloves, polos, hats — it was a sensory overload. He couldn't even tell the difference between a driver and a putter. Everything looked sharp, expensive, and important.

For someone like James who doesn't know anything about golfing, it's natural that he would find himself at a loss here.

Though he had searched for information online, he sighed quietly, realizing that the bit of online research he'd done was like throwing a pebble into the ocean. It barely scratched the surface.

He needed help. Real help.