I purchased my first set of golf clubs some 40 years ago, and at the same time, took my first golf lesson. I was quickly consumed by the sport, and my wife soon learned how to be a “golf widow”. I had a friend, Jerry, who had become a golf aficionado a couple of years before, and he encouraged me to play, even though we quickly discovered that frankly, I stunk,I bought a cheap set of clubs to begin with, and I soon found that $59 would not buy you state-of-the-art equipment. So, as is the case with most of the players I know, I felt that more expensive, meant better, and “better” translated into a much lower handicap. Well, I spent the money, and upgraded. I still smelled.
Not to say that I haven’t hit a decent shot or two, I have, but the trick seems to be to connect more than one decent shot with another decent shot, and so on; that’s how par golf is played. Well, forget it. It was so seldom that I made a par, that on the rare day that that should happen; well, it was an event to celebrate. I didn’t have to worry about waiting until I got a hole in one to buy my partners a beverage of their choice, at the end of the round, for if I had a par or two, well, I was deemed worthy of buying the drinks.
Over the years, and after purchasing, and giving away several sets of clubs, I finally arrived at a crossroads; play golf, or end the torture. I chose to end it. I gave away my clubs…again. Moving ahead several more years, I mentioned to one of my avid golfer sons, that I might invest again in new gear, since I live just a long putt from Mariana Butte Golf Course. No sooner had I spoken, and the golf fairy deposited in my garage the best set of clubs I’ve ever played with. I had no excuse; I had to play.
Well, friends, if you woke up one morning this past summer, and took a whiff of the cool morning air, and it seemed to smell like the smelly side of a dairy farm, I can tell you, it could have very well been the remains of my last round of golf, for even after a 10 year hiatus; I still have the capability to stink up the course.
Here’s a golfer’s gadget; it’s a golf club, but what kind?