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Golf Is For Old People


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Golf is for old people...at least that's what I thought when I was in my 20's and 30's.  I'd see these old fat guys playing golf on television and it looked so boring, I'd rather watch grass grow.  When friends or family would ask me to join them on the course I'd scoff that my walker hadn't been delivered yet or make some other snarky comment related to golf being for the old and decrepit.

In my defense, that's how I remember golf being portrayed in those days.  The professionals all seemed old or out of shape.  They made what appeared to me as easy swings at a stationary ball and there was no time limit or competitor trying to hurry them or defend against the shot.  To provide some background, I grew up fairly athletic, playing sports all my life.    I thrived on competition, nothing was better than beating some blocks and making a tackle for a loss or even better, a sack of the quarterback.  In my 20's and 30's I hung up the football cleats and started playing racquetball competitively.  There wasn't the physical contact of football but it is a great game.  Most people think racquet ball is just about running around the court and hitting the ball hard but the reality is it's much more mental than most realize, it's actually high intensity chess when played right, but enough about racquetball, this is a golf blog.

My wife and I had a house built on a golf course in Virginia when I was 35.  I thought it would be cool to live on a golf course but still had no desire to play this old mans game.  Most of our neighbors were our age with young kids and I was pretty busy with work and being as good a dad as work would allow, which left little or no time for racquetball.   We became close friends with some of our neighbors, many of whom were really getting into golf and trying to convince me to try it out since I wasn't playing racquetball anymore, but I still wasn't interested.  The guys often hung out together on weekends to watch sports from our man cave equipped garages while the kids played nearby.  One Sunday we happened to be hanging out and golf was on, it was the first time I saw Tiger Woods play.  I was impressed that someone so athletic and young was playing at such a high level.  I wouldn't admit it to them, but my view on golf started to change and I thought to myself, maybe golf wasn't just for old people.

The guys in the neighborhood were planning a big trip to Myrtle Beach and while the golf still didn't appeal to me, the description of the night life after golf sounded fun, I was in.  Two weeks before the trip I decided I needed to buy some clubs since I was the only lefty in the group.  I went to Sports Authority, bought a set of Knight irons, Dunlop driver, chipper, Wilson putter and a golf bag for a total of $135, I thought to myself, wow, golf is expensive, little did I know how expensive.  A friend happily took me to our range and to teach me how to hit a golf ball.  I watched him crush the ball and figured it would be easy for me given my past athleticism, boy was I wrong.

I took some ribbing for my Knight irons as they were cheap blade like irons (what did I know) that were not going to offer me much forgiveness.  He gave me the basics of the golf swing and I started hacking at the ball under his guidance.  It wasn't pretty, between missing the ball completely, shanking it a few feet or just rolling it out into the range I was getting pretty frustrated with myself.  How could those old, fat out of shape guys on television make it look so easy and yet I'm struggling.  I remember the first shot I got into the air and the feeling of accomplishment I felt that I finally had hit a good shot.  Of course, that was an aberration, as I'd only hit a few in the air compared to the many I'd shank or top.

My hands were blistered and bleeding by the time I finished that first medium sized bucket of balls.  Despite the pain and all the crappy shots I hit, I went home, bandaged my hands and thought about the good shots I hit (the addiction).  I figured next time it would be easier, little did I know my hands were so messed up from over gripping the club I'd only get to visit the range one more time before my trip to Myrtle Beach.

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These are the irons that made me the butt of many jokes during my early golf days.

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Nice post!

Living in the Middle East there are two predominate point of views about golf that I always here from people when I mention it.  The first is "ahh, you play that rich people game where they hit the ball around" and the other "Isn't that the old people game?"..

To be fair though,  this is only a game for people who are well off in the Middle East.. You will not find a golf course that you can play for less than $100 a round.. And forget about buying cheap clubs, or cheap golf balls.. Only high end stuff for sale..

I'm not sure if any of the views will ever change..  But with such a high barrier to entry and the almost non-existent coverage of golf (even with the Dubai tournaments that go on) the out look is not looking good in this part of the world anyway..

 

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Thanks, it's interesting to hear of how golf was / is viewed in different countries.  I grew up on Long Island, NY and lived in Northern Virginia through my 20's and 30's.  I never thought of golf as a rich mans game until I started playing it regularly.  I'm sure the stigma existed then but because I was never really interested in it I didn't pay attention to it.

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On 10/31/2015, 7:35:21, Abu3baid said:

To be fair though,  this is only a game for people who are well off in the Middle East.. You will not find a golf course that you can play for less than $100 a round.. And forget about buying cheap clubs, or cheap golf balls.. Only high end stuff for sale..

For places like Japan & Korea, $200 will be a low end course.   They have golf tours to go to other countries to play b/c that would be still cheaper to playing in their country.  

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Great post. I only started playing 4 years ago at the "tender" age of 31. I didnt pick it up earlier because of the image of the game. For me it seemed to be a game just for the retired, the company directors and sales reps "sweetening the deal" and for those with a fetish for knit-wear (Sir Nick Faldo is guilty as charged)

Despite the demands of work, being a father (with our second on the way) and a few injuries i love this game. It has a hold on you and wont let go no matter how many times you say you are putting the clubs on Ebay.

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Golf and old people...

Your post brought back some semi-painful memories of golf as the non-baseball sport. During the 1960s I played on my dad's little league baseball teams for five summers. In the final summer, I began caddying at a local club. Cash and possibly college loomed as inducements. Private clubs dangled the carrot of an Evans Caddie Scholarship for college (that place sixth graders heard they should want to go in the future).

Anyway. I also started playing golf. Baseball had not been kind to me - I practiced hard but wasn't very good and didn't get much playing time. So, I told Dad that summer that it would be my last for baseball.

He did not take my decision kindly. He said golf was OK for caddying for $$, but was a sissy sport for old - and rich - guys. Plus, golf involved gambling. He got upset when he found I was playing for fifty-cent Nassaus, and I was severely punished.

I switched country clubs going into my HS junior summer - that first club had about twice as many caddies as it needed. Number of loops and $$ improved, but I lost my vesting for the Evans Scholarship.

Dad also doubted the exercise benefits of golf. Some 15 years later Dad agreed to caddie for me while I played 18. By the hilly back nine, I was carrying my own bag as Dad was getting winded. (He was starting to have leg trouble by then, so I hardly gloated over events). I offered to show him how to hit shots, but he declined.

I better understood possible motivations of my father after seeing the movie The Greatest Game Ever Played. Shia LaBeouf plays Francis Ouimet, the blue-collar teen and caddie who upset English stars Harry Vardon and Ted Ray in the 1913 U.S. Open. Ouimet's father was less than supportive of his son, in part because he feared the upper class would never accept Francis, no matter how well he played.

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When I was younger, golf was too slow.   I was into martial arts, baseball, basketball and hockey.   After I graduated high school, I took up motorcross.   Later, I transferred from motorcross to mountain biking.   I had dabbled a few times with golf but wasn't serious until about 4 years ago when a friend ask me to play a few times.   At a tender age of 54, I was hooked.  It is now my passion and I'm hoping to improve every day.   I'd like to say since I can't play those other sports, I play golf but the truth is, I like golf better than those.

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