Twin Tuesday – One day late :S
Things have been a bit crazy around here, so I apologize for my late post. My bad. Today I wanted to discuss an age old sport, a gentleman’s game, a complete waste of time… golf. Anyone who knows my husband, Chad, knows that he is an avid golfer. He played in high school, he played in college, and he plays now as often as he can.
Chad just returned from a three day long golf tournament, and this got me thinking about the sport of golf. Everyone always asks me if I mind that he golfs so much. Aside from the price tag that comes along with golfing regularly, I really don’t mind. What I DO mind, however, is that he constantly tries to get me to go with him! Maybe this doesn’t sound that bad to you, after all, at least he tries to include me. He has grand dreams of us going off on golf vacations together, and is always trying to ‘teach’ me to play well. I am reluctant to learn, to say the least.
Golf is just not my sport. As George Carlin would say, “Golf is a mindless game. Think of the intellect it must take to draw pleasure from this activity. Hitting the ball with a crooked stick, and then walking after it. And then.. hitting it again! I say pick it up, you’re lucky you found it!” I have to say I agree with George here. Golf interests me for approximately five holes. By seven I am becoming quite bored, and begin to ‘screw around’. This serves to upset my husband, who takes this game very seriously and doesn’t understand why I don’t want to get better at it. By nine holes, our afternoon is ruined, I have blisters on my hands, my feet hurt, and I am sweating. Yea, this is a fun way to spend time. The thought of playing through 18 holes of golf is ridiculous.
Below is a picture of he and I ‘playing’ golf together. This was approximately hole four as we are both still smiling :) Also a picture of Chad playing on a course in Colorado, trying not to tick-off some elk.
All that being said, I do appreciate that Chad has a passion for it. I love watching him play, and I have to admit he is very good at it. It gets him out of the house, it’s decent exercise, and it helps him bond with his father and mine. So I suppose there are some advantages. This weekend we will be heading out to another golf tournament in my home town. Last time we were home, my father and I played ‘best ball’ against Chad. He still beat us by 20 strokes :S. This weekend I will be watching while Chad and my father play together. Without me on the course, our ride home will be a bit more pleasant! I will be water girl. Good Luck Honey!