This here talk is about that D.J. Trahan fella, you know, the golf player. Heard some folks talking ’bout him down at the market, and it got me thinkin’. This young whippersnapper, seems he’s been swingin’ that club for a while now. Born way back in 1980, on December 18th, they say. That makes him… well, not a spring chicken anymore, but still got some pep in his step, I reckon.
They call him D.J., but his full name is Donald Roland Trahan, Jr. Fancy, huh? His daddy is named Don Trahan. He comes from Atlanta, Georgia, that big city down south. Big place, lots of hustle and bustle, not like our quiet little town. Different life down there, I imagine. Lots of fancy folks, unlike us simple folk.
Now, this D.J. Trahan, he’s a professional golfer. That means he plays golf for money. Imagine that! Gettin’ paid to whack a little ball around. Must be nice, must be a real easy life. Not like us, workin’ our fingers to the bone every day. But hey, who am I to judge? Different strokes for different folks, as they say.
I heard some folks say he’s pretty good at this golf thing. They say he can hit that little ball real far. And he can make it go where he wants it to go. Sounds like magic to me. But then they say he can hit the ball really far. Well, I reckon that’s important in that game. Gotta get that ball to the hole, you know? The fewer whacks, the better, I suppose.
- He was born in 1980, December 18th. Old but still young, you know.
- His name is Donald Roland Trahan, Jr. Big name for a big man.
- Plays golf for a living. Can you believe that?
- Hits the ball real far. That’s what they say.
Heard he had a good first round somewhere, whatever that means. I don’t know the details of this golf stuff. Sounds complicated, with all them rules and such. Just like life really. But if you’re good at it, you’re good. Then they talked about commitment. Well, ain’t that the truth in anything? Gotta stick to it, whatever “it” is. Especially when the wind’s blowin’ hard. Just like life, sometimes you gotta face the wind head-on.
One time, there’s this fella named Justin Thomas, they say he’s good too. He and D.J. Trahan, they were playin’ against each other, I think. Something about overtaking Scottie Scheffler. Now, who is this Scottie? Sounds like a name for a dog. Anyways, it was that Justin Thomas who won. He hit the ball real far, and he made some long putts, whatever those are. Sounds like somethin’ you’d put in your mouth. He won by one shot. One shot! Imagine that, losin’ by just one shot. Must be a tough game, this golf. Golf, golf, golf, that’s all they talk about these days.
Heard some folks say he was a runner, too, this D.J. Trahan. Ran cross country, they said. Back when he was in school. Went to some fancy school called Rice High School, then went to Texas A&M University. Sounds like a big deal, goin’ to those schools. Must be smart, this D.J. Trahan. Smarter than me, that’s for sure. They say he was born in Sugar Land, Texas. Sounds sweet. Then he went to school in a town called Altair. Never heard of it. Must be a small town, like ours.
This golf thing, it’s a mystery to me. But this D.J. Trahan, he seems to be makin’ a living out of it. Good for him, I say. Everyone’s gotta find their way in this world. And if his way is hittin’ a little white ball around a big green field, then more power to him. It’s a strange world. If I had that kind of money, I’d buy myself a new rocking chair and sit on my porch all day. And maybe a new dress, too. Haven’t had a new dress in years.
Anyway, that’s all I know about this D.J. Trahan fella. Just thought I’d share what I heard. It’s always interestin’ to hear about other folks’ lives, even if you don’t understand ’em. He plays golf, that much I know. Don’t know much else though. Just that he’s D.J. Trahan and he plays golf for a living. That’s what I heard down at the market.
