It is always fun to take my lunch break at the local muni track close to work. (Well, it's nice now that the weather's not so dang hot)
While I'm there I always enjoy the putting games that go on on the practice greens. Old men playing for nickels sinking 40 foot snakes lets you appreciate the time and effort it takes to become a great putter.
Of course the next time I'm out on my round, I'm missing 2 foot gimmes and realize that I don't have enough nickels in the world to try and match my skills with those old farts.