I already have a prior engagement with the Grandaddy, but I felt like I had to share my love affair with the Supersoft:
I vividly remember fishing you out of the water. Your bright red finish drew my eye. Next round, we teed off on the first hole. The distance was fantastic and the feel was great. You stopped on command even on firm greens. The sound with the putter was pure. We nearly holed out for my first ace. The tap-in birdie was sweet. The very next hole it all went awry. I watched as you sliced over the creek and into the trees. Our five hole even-par run had come to an end. I went home and ordered a fresh dozen.
I vividly remember fishing you out of the water. Your bright red finish drew my eye. Next round, we teed off on the first hole. The distance was fantastic and the feel was great. You stopped on command even on firm greens. The sound with the putter was pure. We nearly holed out for my first ace. The tap-in birdie was sweet. The very next hole it all went awry. I watched as you sliced over the creek and into the trees. Our five hole even-par run had come to an end. I went home and ordered a fresh dozen.