About Me

Man is full of contradictions and it has made writing this bio all the more challenging. I have no idea where to start. Do I begin with a statement of my golf skills thinly veiled in modesty? Do I open with why I love this beautifully frustrating game? How about why I have opted to engage in the semi-narcissistic pursuit of writing a blog to catalog my thoughts on all things golf? As it turns out, the best way to open is apparently to ask a number of basic rhetorical questions as a way to diffuse the internal awkwardness I feel when writing about myself.

With that out of the way, I suppose I should discuss some level of golf skill to try and give some weight to my words. A tidbit or two to enable you to make an informed decision regarding whether you’d like to continue reading this page, and indeed, my blog. My golf game is the physical embodiment of the aforementioned contradictions that seem to define mankind. The best way to sum it up would be to tell you I’m probably the worst golfer you’ll ever meet to break par at Wolf Creek from the tips, but maybe the best golfer you’ll ever meet who could potentially cold top anywhere from three to five drives in the same round. Also from the tips. I think I’ve sufficiently nailed the thinly veiled modesty so let’s move on.

The truth is, I’m just a normal guy that loves golf. I’m not a scratch player with a picturesque swing who’s dressed to the nines or an involuntarily retired frat bro who has the loudest clothes, the newest clubs, and the most poorly closeted day-drinking problem. There’s nothing wrong with either of those guys, but that’s not me. I’m part of a group of people that somehow probably makes up the majority of golfers, but the minority of people represented in golfing media. I’m just a working stiff with a wife, some kids, a day job, and a drive to squeeze in whatever golf related activities I can through the ebbs and flows of life. If any of this resonates with you then welcome! If it doesn’t, you’re welcome too! (5.7)