Golf Hater Changes His Tune
By Kickntrue on 6/8/09
Here's an interesting story of an ESPN.com writer who used to look down on golfers. After treking along with one of his buddies, he's hooked, and realizes it's a rare sport where your biggest opponent is yourself.
It's not an amazing article, but worth a read if you have a couple minutes. When someone new gives golf a chance, I have a lot of respect for them. When someone hates on golf, but has never tried it, then does, I laugh at their every swing.
I'm sure all of us have a friend who too who laughs at golf as a non-sport, but looks like an idiot when they try to swing. Ahh- life's simple pleasures.
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That was pretty much me for my entire life. I never looked down on golf, or thought it wasn't a sport- I always gave it its due as a sport. But I grew up thinking it was boring and dull and I would never play it.
It took my (at the time) 9-year old to open my eyes. He was playing with his grandfather for a couple of years. I drove behind them for 9 holes once and got hooked from that point on. Now I'm obsessed. Shame, I could have been playing another 20 years. I guess better late then never.
I'm in the same category as mmontanaro. I actually got my 1st set of clubs because I had just been transferred to the corporate HQ for the company I work for, and all the higher-ups (VP's, etc.) play. I figured it might be a way to further my career. I was able to transfer back home without once having used the clubs. A friend and I started going to the driving range, just to hit some balls, and we've never looked back... except when someone yelled "FORE!!!"
Very ironic for me. As a child I thought golf was boring and had somewhat of an aversion to it after being hit twice on either side of my face with an iron from my sisters backswing (my fault for standing right behind her). My parents were both avid amateurs and won many tournaments however, even in my teens and twenties, I thought golf to be "prissy" for lack of a word that would be less offensive. When I turned thirty my mother invited me to play. Needless to say my rear end got spanked by her at 60 years of age. I then realized how wonderful, frustrating, rewarding, and not "prissy" this game is - I was hooked. The irony is that like piano lessons, I wish I would have listened to my parents and learned this game when I was young.
i'm a little different than most. i started at 12 and got to be a decent player, but i never cared that much about golf and never practiced. it always seemed like a chore....then i went to college, i didn't want to play anymore and became totally out of touch with it for almost 8 years.
once out of school, some friends of mine invited me to play golf. after playing only 2 rounds in 8 years, i went out and shot 90. i completely fell in love with the game again and wish that i had the focus, the drive to get better that i have now, back then.
as they say, hindsight is 20/20.
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