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Hi, everyone!
I stumbled across this site in what seems a continued attempt by me to get the right advice to help me get better at this wonderful and frustrating game, one that is quickly turning into an obsession.
I’ve been at it for a year and a half now, or will be in December. I am not quite sure how this transformation happened. Up until I grabbed a club in our faculty golf tournament last year, I had nothing but a sporting disdain for golf and golfers in general.
Truth be told, the disdain carried most of the way through the front nine on that intoxicated day. I made several errors along the way, all born of having no idea how the game works. Luckily, I had a friend in my flight who patiently gave me tips as we navigated the course. I was drawn even then by the “effortless” way in which he launched the ball into what seemed like international flight patterns, all with that sound of a perfectly hit ball, that sound I try with marginal success to find even today. Anyway, as the golf gods would have it, I hit a tee shot on the 18th with just that sound and just that flight, a feeling that made me instantly a golfer in my heart.
It goes without saying that my earlier hatred of golf and golfers was born of utter ignorance to what the game is and to what golfers are. Though that makes me a glaring hypocrite, I can live with the label, for I get to play Splendido this weekend out in Tagaytay in the Philippines with my friends who are begrudgingly noting improvement in my game. You see, I am the equivalent to a golfing comedian. I provide the entertainment for those “real” golfers in our group, for I have the uncanny ability to make them laugh at least three times a round when we play.
I don’t begrudge them this. I have been a good source of entertainment over the last year or so, mostly because that is all I saw myself as doing in these games.
At the same time I am driven (no doubt by the same force that drives other golfers) to be better than my current comedic self. I have started taking the game more seriously, and with it have started to see results that are less than laughable. My resolve remains. I will continue my lessons, and my practice until I am the one last laughing at the 19th hole. This may take 50 years, but I think I have finally found a sport with the proper external and internal competitive forces to keep me interested.
Here’s to golf and golfers! May I walk proudly amongst you (eventually) for many years to come.
Cheers!
I stumbled across this site in what seems a continued attempt by me to get the right advice to help me get better at this wonderful and frustrating game, one that is quickly turning into an obsession.
I’ve been at it for a year and a half now, or will be in December. I am not quite sure how this transformation happened. Up until I grabbed a club in our faculty golf tournament last year, I had nothing but a sporting disdain for golf and golfers in general.
Truth be told, the disdain carried most of the way through the front nine on that intoxicated day. I made several errors along the way, all born of having no idea how the game works. Luckily, I had a friend in my flight who patiently gave me tips as we navigated the course. I was drawn even then by the “effortless” way in which he launched the ball into what seemed like international flight patterns, all with that sound of a perfectly hit ball, that sound I try with marginal success to find even today. Anyway, as the golf gods would have it, I hit a tee shot on the 18th with just that sound and just that flight, a feeling that made me instantly a golfer in my heart.
It goes without saying that my earlier hatred of golf and golfers was born of utter ignorance to what the game is and to what golfers are. Though that makes me a glaring hypocrite, I can live with the label, for I get to play Splendido this weekend out in Tagaytay in the Philippines with my friends who are begrudgingly noting improvement in my game. You see, I am the equivalent to a golfing comedian. I provide the entertainment for those “real” golfers in our group, for I have the uncanny ability to make them laugh at least three times a round when we play.
I don’t begrudge them this. I have been a good source of entertainment over the last year or so, mostly because that is all I saw myself as doing in these games.
At the same time I am driven (no doubt by the same force that drives other golfers) to be better than my current comedic self. I have started taking the game more seriously, and with it have started to see results that are less than laughable. My resolve remains. I will continue my lessons, and my practice until I am the one last laughing at the 19th hole. This may take 50 years, but I think I have finally found a sport with the proper external and internal competitive forces to keep me interested.
Here’s to golf and golfers! May I walk proudly amongst you (eventually) for many years to come.
Cheers!