April showers bring May flowers — and green grass, at least on the golf courses. I have noticed this as I drive by the courses, and I have even seen a few people swinging their clubs lately. Not me. I don’t even own a set of clubs anymore. Even so, I recognize that many people truly enjoy golfing — or truly despise it. There doesn’t seem to be many in between.
I had a friend once who told me he loved to golf because he could drink, smoke and gamble — all in one place.
I had a boss who shared with me there are two types of people in this world: those who work and those who golf.
When people ask me to golf, my common reply is that I am not old enough yet. That used to be funny — when I was younger.
I have learned to face a couple of truths about golf. The first is that I am awful at it. Like most things in life, becoming a better golfer takes time. Years of play are required just to be average, and I don’t want to be average. Spending that many hours only to end up frustrated isn’t my idea of fun.
The second truth is I don’t like to lose. My wife, Jolene, is a good golfer. She can smear me. I was close to beating her once many years ago. She realized this on the final hole and shot a birdie for the win. I wanted to bend a club over my knee. I didn’t, at least not in public. But I did sell my clubs. Without a putter.
The only thing more painful to me than golfing is watching other people golf. I don't understand the attraction. Add in full contact, heckling and a speed element, and then you have something that might be fun to watch. Until then, I would rather watch grass grow — or at least turn green.
Meanwhile, I am happy for those of you who do enjoy time on the course. Start swinging.
Have a wonderful Wednesday, and thanks for reading.
Shane Goodman
President and Publisher
Big Green Umbrella Media
shane@dmcityview.com
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