Quieting the Golf Geek
For as long as I've played this game (going on 24 years now), every year, there comes a point where my inner golf geek gets pent up and needs to get out. When I say my inner golf geek, I'd guess that many of you who visit sites like TST know what I'm talking about. He's the part of me that just obsesses over the game. He forces me to think about golf from the time I wake up until the time I finally fall asleep for the night... and even then, there are times I dream about it.
When I lived up north, it would typically start around the beginning of February. I'd start itching to play... watching non-stop coverage on the Golf Channel... visiting golf sites multiple times a day... finding any day that was at least 40 degrees or warmer just so I could run to the range and hit some balls beneath the heat lamps. I hated the fact that snow was still on the ground and golf was very likely 2 months or more away from actually being something I could do. My golf geek was defeated, for the most part, by Mother Nature.
Now, I live in South Carolina. Golf season is never ending. Still... I found myself 'burned out' after the most recent season. I had played in about 20 tournaments (and another 60 or so rounds outside of those), finding myself in contention often and even managing to win a pair of them. By the time the year end tournament was over... my golf geek was exhausted and I needed a break. I even told my wife as much. She was happy that she was going to have her husband back, even if she knew it was temporary. If she knew HOW temporary, she probably wouldn't have been quite as happy.
It lasted all of 5 days. I was back on the course playing a match the very next weekend. Since then (just over a month ago)... I've gone back into full golf geek mode. The TV in my bedroom hasn't changed from the Golf Channel in at least 3 weeks now. I don't believe there is a course vlog on YouTube that I haven't watched. My clubs sit in the corner taunting me until I give in and take them out. I've taught myself how to hit a hybrid and my 3 wood again which excites me and drives my desire to be on the course. I've got the urge to play a money match any and every day of the week. Alas... the majority of my golfing buddies have put the sticks in the garage for a bit. I'm left to go out and challenge myself.
I need to suppress my golf geek. I've got to find a way to calm him down until tournament season rolls around again at the beginning of February... give me at least a month to recuperate. I need to ignore him when he turns my head longingly towards the clubs in the corner. I've got to stop him from taking me into my closet to stare at my golf shoes. I need to learn to close my browser when he opens up the golf shopping sites... change the station when he turns on the Golf Channel... drop my phone when he picks it up to text my golfing buddies who have had enough of me urging them to get out for a round.
He's a junkie who feeds off the rush felt when pounding drives off the tee... crisply hitting an iron... blasting balls out of bunkers... sticking 40 yard pitch shots to tap in range... dropping putts into the cups... and interacting with other golfers and their inner golf geeks.
It's the holiday season... a time when I'm supposed to be thinking about seeing the kids' faces when they open their gifts on Christmas morning. Instead, my golf geek has me thinking about the fact that my daughters are getting their own sets of clubs this year so they can join my son and I on the course. I'll always have a foursome for my golf geek to torment.
I've contemplated professional help... but when I think of those words, my golf geek starts thinking of lessons! Medication? He thinks of Crown and ginger ale in the 19th hole. Getting away? He wants to drive to Florida for some rounds on Disney World property. I need to make it stop!
Well... maybe not. Maybe I just need to give in and let him run things for awhile. After all... he did get me to move down here. Perhaps this was his plan all along?
CY
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