Nobody asked how you looked, just what you shot.
Grip the club as if you were holding a baby bird.
'You know Bobby, when I was your age I'd drive the ball right over those trees at the corner.' Feeling challenged Mr. Cole hit a big driver right into those big trees. Snead then said 'Of course, when I was your age, those trees were only 10 feet high.'
If I had cleared the trees and drove the green, it would've been a great shot.
I've said a thousand times, you can't go into a shop and buy a good golf game.
Good golfing temperament falls between taking it with a grin or shrug and throwing a fit.