It is not good to spend a lot of time regretting decisions we have made. We don’t have time machines so we can’t go back and change things. What is past is past. Learn from your errors and move forward. Still, it is hard not to occasionally think about prior events.
Looking back, I wish I had …
…saved my first set of golf clubs. Or more properly OUR first set of golf clubs because they were shared with my sister and then subsequently my younger brother. The set would certainly not have been a collector’s item. They were an abbreviated kids set put out by H&B, the baseball bat manufacturer: Driver, 3-Wood, 3-Iron, 5-Iron, 7-Iron, 9-Iron, Putter. They came in a nifty little shoulder red/black/white tartan bag. I am not sure what exactly I would do with the set but it would be cool to have it.
…played more in high school and college. I was on the high school golf team as a freshman in 1967. It was a spring sport and since I did not play baseball or any of the other spring sports, I decided golf might be fun. Back in the 60’s, golf was most certainly not cool. Anyone that wanted to be on the golf team was on the team. I lasted one week and one round. My round was with Larry Mathews, a very heavy kid blessed with pretty good hand eye-coordination and no ability to eat properly or engage in anything more strenuous than golf. It quickly became clear that I had no idea how to play serious golf. Virtually all my experience was playing par-3 courses with one of my parents. After unathletic Larry had finished mopping the floor with me, I decided the golf team did not need me. I played golf a single time in college, despite having free access to a very nice 18 hole layout.
…played Leo J. Martin Memorial Golf Club. Growing up in Massachusetts, we must have driven by that municipal course a thousand times. I knew absolutely nothing about the course and I really wanted to play there. Today, looking at the reviews and description, I did not miss much. But if I ever return to the Boston area, I may have to give it a go.
…played the Castle Course in St. Andrews. We had played Kings Barns in the morning and eaten a late lunch/early dinner in the clubhouse. On the way back to St. Andrews a couple of the guys talked the driver and our guide into dropping them off at The Castle Course. It was fairly late and it was going to be a bit of a race to finish 18, despite the long summer daylight. I opted to return to the hotel with the rest of our group rather than play another 18. What the heck was I thinking? I may never return to St. Andrews and I missed watching the sun set over the Castle Course.
…gone forward on the 18th hole at Hunters Ridge to see what the hole looked like. On my 60th birthday I took the day off. After an unspectacular free birthday round at a local course, I had nothing going on for the afternoon. I decided since I was halfway to Hunters Ridge and had a pre-paid round there, I would play a second 18 holes. I don’t know what got into me that afternoon but I played brilliantly. Sand saves, birdies, lucky bounces, everything was going my way. I got to #18, a par 5 that starts through a chute of trees & over a cross hazard. It had been years since I had played Hunter’s Ridge and I had only a vague idea of the hole’s features and routing. No one was pushing me and I could have gone forward but perhaps with misplaced confidence I teed it up and proceeded to thin a drive that barely cleared the hazard. Long story short, I made a double. I sat in the clubhouse savoring a beer and totaled up the score card. I knew I had a fairly decent score - maybe 75 or 76. After arriving at a total of 71 (par is 71), I had to re-check my math. Yes, I had shot a 71. Hmmmm, if I had made par on 18….
Anyone else have any golf regrets?
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