Many balding, slightly paunchy 40-somethings like me, fueled by a few beers, a few dropped putts, or a combination of the two, will entertain the notion that come fifty, their game will suddenly come together and they may give it a go on the Senior Tour. I have not entertained such notions in the past, mostly because I am terrible…though not so terrible that I don't occasionally break 100.  Thanks to a greatly abbreviated swing, I tend to ... Full Story