Welcome everyone to the blog section of the website! This is where I’ll discuss all the golf related things that don’t fit in the other categories. I think the best place to start my first post is to explain why I started this website. There are many reasons, but the biggest one was that I felt like there wasn’t a place on the golf internet for people like me. I’m not knocking anyone else, but it seems like most of the golf content out there either comes from an almost pro turned Youtube star, golf architecture snobs, or guys that still wish they were living in frat houses.
There’s nothing wrong with any of that content. I even consume some of it. What I’m trying to create is a place for guys like me. Working stiffs who love the game, have families to take care of, and know enough about everything golf to have a semi-uneducated opinion, but not quite enough to be considered a snob. We play mostly public courses and go into training like it’s Rocky IV when we get an invite to a private track.
Maybe I’m a niche unto myself, but I don’t think so. I think what I described is most golfers. We love the game as much as anyone and make sure to visit it whenever possible. We love it for the solitude and for the connections. We love it for our best drives of the day followed by our worst approach shots. We love it because it demands that we be present while enabling us to escape. We love it because it shows us the best and worst of ourselves. Most of all, I think we love it because we’ve convinced ourselves that golf loves us as much as we love it even though drives into unfilled divots, lipped putts, and horrible rounds after excellent range sessions tell us that’s not the case
Bobby Jones once said “I could take out of my life everything except my experiences at St. Andrews and I would still have a rich, full life.” Unfortunately, I’ve not yet spent enough time at The Old Course for me to echo that statement verbatim; though it’s not for lack of wanting or trying. However, I do believe that if you took out everything except my experiences in golf, I would still have a rich, full life. There is not a person in my life of any sort of significance that I cannot attach to a golf memory. I’m not sure that’s true of anything else in my life and I think that should count for something.
Moreover, I’m far from the only one. Much to the occasional chagrin of my long-suffering wife- and golf spouses everywhere- my wife knows that as soon as I begin talking golf with a willing participant, there is a better than good chance she has lost me for the remainder of the social function we are attending. If this resonates with you at all, then this blog should be for you every bit as much as it is for me.
It doesn’t matter if you play munis, private tracks, or courses anywhere in between. It doesn’t matter if you’re scratch or if you scratch out the numbers on your scorecard in disappointment after every round. If you love golf knowing that it may only sometimes love you back, but you believe that your endeavor to master the game will bring out the best in you and give you the best things life can offer, then this blog is for you.
Lastly, P.G. Wodehouse wrote in the preface to The Heart of a Goof, “A writer on golf is certainly entitled to be judged by his peers…and I think I am justified in asking of editors that they instruct their critics of this book to append their handicaps in brackets at the end of their remarks. By this means the public will be enabled to form a fair estimate of the worth of the volume, and the sting in such critiques…” I believe that this is not just a fair request, but that it should be a requirement for all golf writers. It is a standard I intend to uphold myself and I look forward to the day when I can one day end one of my entries with (scr.). In the meantime, please enjoy all that my website has to offer. Please read, comment, share, and do all the other things that can help us build a community. (5.8).
