Hello. I think I first heard of this website mentioned by a fellow user of the oobgolf site, where I keep all my scores and stats. Feel free to go have a look at them, under the same username. I have nothing to hide! I have been playing golf in earnest since May 2005. I finished the last season as a bloated 11.0 handicap. But I swear--I am better than that.
Recently I've come to realize that for me, the peak season of golf is the late fall and winter and the worst is summer. Last year I played the least amount of golf during the summer, by design. For me, cold weather golf just can't be beat. I love when the temperature is between 30 and 40° F. The winter is my time to play with minimal douchebaggery. At a pace of three hours, sometimes two! To play without having to look around and see the usual panorama of misery, all the pitiful attempts at golf, all the egregious dumbheaded rules and etiquette gaffes, etc that is the peak season muni golf season around here (and many other places I hear).
I guess it's because I take my rounds so serious. I don't spend a lot of extracurricular time whacking range balls, buying and tinkering with gear, nor do I spend a lot of dough on this whole pursuit. Getting to and from courses around here takes up enough time as is, so when do I get out on the course I will make the most of it--I didn't just take an hourlong subway ride to get on the course and put in a half-assed effort. So from the first tee shot to the eighteenth hole out, that's where I am a maniac. Grind it out to the bitter end. A more serious 11-handicap you are not likely to meet anywhere. Sure lots of people may have more invested in their golf bags, or spent more time fussing over their games, but in all my travels I've only met a few whose burning ambition to beat their own best efforts rivaled my own.
Since the summer of last year, I've been publishing a blog site--legitimategolf .com. It's a kind of journal of golf experiences, slash travelogue, slash bully pulpit slash free for all. The universe of golf seen through a skewed lens, maybe. With a particular focus on what I identify as ghetto golf. New York City for all it's magnitude, is kind of a golf wasteland. There is a good infrastructure of golf courses that was set up in the early 20th century, thank god. So there are numerous places to play. But beyond that, the culture of golf here is bankrupt. It's sort of martial law out there, every man for himself. So there's that angle as well.
I am here because sometimes I have golf stuff in mind, that needs discussing, and the people in my life are not always exactly suitable receptacles, to put it clinically.