I read this post a few days ago. I think today with the Masters starting is an appropriate day to comment. I love golf. My interest in golf started a few years ago when I bought a house in a golf course community. I moved there to be closer to my parents. I figured that it would be silly to live where I did and not know anything about the game. Then I found out that the game was really fun.
For me the game is about many things which have nothing to do with Mr. Woods. I love to get out on a pretty day. The sun and clouds going by lazily as I walk the course is so refreshing to me that if I could start my day with a game I feel I could stop drinking coffee.
I love the challenge. It looks easy on television, but it is not easy in practice. The ball seems drawn to the water, sand, or rough by forces that are not covered in any physics class. Sometimes putts hold the edge of the cup and refuse to drop. When this happens the best thing to do is nothing because the change you make is likely to put the ball off the green. Then once in a while the ball does what you want and you think that maybe you could be playing on tour. Then the game turns around and humbles you again.
The game has been around since well before Tiger Woods, and will survive well after him.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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