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Where SGIC Plays Santa for the Local Golf Scene

Dozens demanded it, so on this day of celebrating Festivus, I dress up like Santa and hand out some gifts to the local golf scene.  I spent hours wait…a good ten minutes checking my list to see who’s naughty and nice.

SGIC as Santa doing research

SGIC as Santa doing research

To Falls Road GC, it’s a pace of play guide!   In fact, a whole box of them!  Give ’em to your marshals and anyone playing on weekends!  Need more?  Just ask Santa!

To Golfdom, it’s a lease option on a store in Maryland!  A chance to expand the empire into Maryland, and a chance for Maryland golfers to shop somewhere that isn’t a chain!

To Golf Galaxy you’re getting a chance to sell big and tall  sizes and wide width shoes!  If you want to stay relevant, try stocking wide width (since it seems like these go pretty quickly).  I’d love to actually try shoes on (and buy them) but when you don’t have my size in stock (and online isn’t much better) you’re practically begging people to go elsewhere.

To Hobbit’s Glen, Santa is giving you online tee times for all CA members!  Bask in the glory of not having the same group of people take every weekend morning tee time!  And for your pro shop staff, a big giant ball of friendliness!  The people on the other end of the line are trying to give you money.  They’re not bothering you.  They’re why you exist.

To Waverly Woods, Santa is going pull the giant stick out of your butt for you!  If you want to become a private club then by all means have at it.  Otherwise, embrace the masses, especially if they’re trying to give you money.

For Sligo Creek and Old Gunpowder, Santa got you each a 2-year lease to continue to operate.  Keep embracing and welcoming new golfers.

For Cross Creek, Santa is getting you an email spam filter because you’re sending Santa five emails a week.  Let’s improve conditions a bit and see how that helps (however, I completely feel for you in losing your signature hole to the ICC).

For Timbers at Troy, Santa is going to give you a do-over.  You can’t possibly be this poorly run and in that bad of shape two years running.  Santa wants you to do well, and so do a lot of local golfers.  So let’s pull it together.

For Redgate, Santa is getting you a chain saw to cut down all the damn trees on the 16th tee area so you can have actual grass in the tee boxes, and not hardpan dirt.  And while we’re at it a couple sticks of C4 to blow the entire damn hole up and start over.   And because Santa likes you a lot, he’s also getting you green grass tees for the range!

For Golfstyles Magazine Santa sends you good karma for your 2015 Solstice Survival series which benefits a very worthy charity and is a must-do for any local golfer who’s partially insane.  But $20 for a coffee table book of bad writing so I can get your magazine for free?  No thanks.

For the LPGA Tour Santa is begging you to bring an event to the DC/MD/VA area in 2015.  Please.

Lastly, a holiday wish from Santa’s buddy Denis Leary (NSFW lyrics)

Happy Holidays everyone.

Equipment Review-Titleist Cart Bag

For years I’ve used a stand bag (and still do when I travel to cut down on weight so my bag doesn’t hit any airline weight limits), but given that I ride 99.9% of the time when I play, I made the decision to go to a cart bag.

The cart bag, while heavier, has more room for balls, accessories, and the like.  So after reading numerous reviews and the like, I settled on the Titleist Lightweight Cart Bag.

I own this bag

I own this bag

It weighs 6.0 pounds, and has 14 dividers, and a nice easy-to-use slot for your umbrella.   The pouch in front is big enough for sunscreen, bug spray, and my rangefinder and the pouch on top of it (just below the handle) is perfect for gloves and my Crown Royal pouch bag of tees and ballmarkers.

The side compartments easily hold enough balls, and there’s a really nice pouch on top that’s perfect for your car keys and mobile phone.

Honestly, it’s a fantastic bag.  There’s only one thing wrong with it.

 

THE CARRY STRAP IS ON THE WRONG SIDE (it’s on the back side).  I know, this seems great:

 

Carry strap missing

Carry strap missing

Except that it isn’t.  The strap belongs on the front.  But wait…it’s easier to load on a cart, they say!  Maybe, but it’s a colossal pain in the ass to lug it from my car, because carrying it is awkward.

You’ll notice I have my putter (the big orange cover) easily accessible; the putter well is big and quite deep.  Since you’re using it every hole it makes total sense.

Overall, I like this bag a lot.  It stands up on its own so when I’m at the range it just stands there, mocking me.   If it had an option to move the carry strap to the front this bag might well be perfect.  It’s not particularly wide so if there’s two bags in the cart there’s plenty of room.

The only other issue (for some) is that there’s not a lot of brackets to hang towels and the like.  I have a Club Glove towel that slides over my alignment sticks, and it works genius (if I need a second towel I just loop it around the sticks and I’m good to go).

Hit ’em straight.

 

 

It’s SGIC version 2.0

100% better than before

100% better than before

 

Look who’s all grown up…why that’s me!  Thanks to some help from my crack research team, the site looks a bit different now.  What’s that word?  Oh yeah…more professional looking.  Using what are called “tools” and “diagnostics” and fancy stuff like that, hopefully you’ll find what you’re looking for.

Bloge Salming is a sometimes-contributor with SGIC favorite Sean McIndoe, otherwise known as Down Goes Brown (by the way, if you like hockey and have a sense of humour his book makes a great holiday gift- even if you hate hockey and can’t read, the book makes a fantastic paperweight).  His Brett Favre holiday video is still the stuff of genius…it may be a couple years old but it still makes me laugh (and that NHL.com uses this same music for their holiday commercial is a gift that keeps on giving); it’s not really the festive season until I hear this delightful missive.

 

 

Happy holidays.  My second annual SGIC plays Santa is coming soon- just in time for Christmas!

I watch Fox Sports Golf so you don’t have to

With the kind of built-in synergy that has become part and parcel of sports in the 21st century, Fox Sports’ venture into golf began this afternoon with their final-round coverage of the Franklin Templeton Shootout which moved up a day so that Fox didn’t trample on their own NFL coverage, played at a course designed by Fox Sports’ new analyst Greg Norman.

Please god no glow balls

Please god no glow balls

To be fair, I tried to break this down into the good and the bad.

The Good:

Innovation: If nothing else, Fox has brought numerous innovations to televised sports in the US.  They used a drone for their hole fly-overs and on  a few on-course shots (from the fairway), giving viewers an angle that they otherwise wouldn’t be seeing.  They aren’t all gems, to wit I’ll submit the Fox Glow Puck, which was famously lampooned by Greg Wyshynski.  The “ground cam” that they have used in NASCAR and baseball got used, and while I’m not sure about the value it gave viewers something that they don’t normally see.

Graphics: The leaderboard and other graphics that they used were clean and easily seen.  I still can’t stand Golf Channel’s “stroke box” thing that they used (hint- if it’s a par 5 and someone’s putting for birdie anyone with half a brain can see it’s their 4th shot on the hole).  To use it during a regular PGA Tour event is silly beyond words.  Fox got the graphics right with a good mix of colors.

Brad Faxon: For all the talk about Greg Norman, I found Faxon far more engaged.  Their side-by-side comparison over chip shots was interesting, but I don’t see how this makes a telecast during a US Open.  I can easily see Faxon being much better on a Sunday afternoon.

David B. Fay: Fay is their rules expert, and while he didn’t get a lot of work (other than when Ian Poulter and Billy Horschel were having a hissy-fit over a camera), his explanation of club lengths for drops was something I’ve never heard before (if it’s free take one club length, if it’s a penalty take two club lengths).  While I hope Fay has a quiet US Open, having him in the booth can help, since it’s clear that Joe Buck and Greg Norman are in need of help.

Steve Flesch: Generally speaking he wasn’t bad.  He didn’t make any mistakes, and he did a good job when called upon (there were several times when they should have gone to him and didn’t).  He’s not Feherty, he’s not Judy Rankin and he’s not Roger Maltbie.  But he wasn’t bad at all, and he did no harm.  I’d put him alongside Notah Begay in the “up and coming” on-course reporters.

The Bad:

Joe Buck: Buck is a good play-by-play man in a meat-and-potatoes kind of way (when called on he’s one of the best at baseball and football).  Being that does not, however, equate to being a good golf lead, and between now and June 2015 he won’t get any actual tournaments, and it’s not like he can go back and look at previous tournaments held at Chambers Bay.  Made several mistakes, notably referring to Fay as USGA President (he corrected himself shortly after), but went into “no stupid, dig up” mode when referencing Kim Kardashian and Twitter.  It’s not clever or funny (if you want to see Joe Buck trying to be funny go find the YouTube video of his ill-fated HBO show when he had Artie Lange on).  Not sure if this was the control booth but he didn’t seem at all comfortable with throwing things to either Faxon or Flesch.

Greg Norman: The good news is that he will have six months to improve.  The bad news is that he was terrible.  I’ve always felt that a good analyst (especially a former major winner) can tell me what I don’t know but what a touring professional would know.  None of that.  He fawned over fellow Aussie Jason Day, and generally provided zero analysis.  He fawned over the resort (okay all the networks do that) and the course (again- he designed it) as did Buck.   He fawned over the holes (as a designer he would do the viewers a huge aid by telling them where the trouble is on a particular hole rather than talk about how beautiful of a setting it is).

Fox Labs: I’m sure people will find this great.  I didn’t.  The swing guru guy made me want to stab my eyes out, and the green target around the hole was useless.  Golf Channel’s graphic showing the path the ball has to take is much more useful (and horribly underused).

Trackman and Green Layouts: File under “did you forget something?”  CBS and NBC/Golf Channel use Trackman…it’s great and shows the viewer the flight of the ball.  So, where was Fox’ version?  For a network that is all about innovation this seemed a no-brainer.  Also…while I liked the drone flyovers they didn’t have any of the topographical layouts of the greens (NBC, when they use it, is the best of the bunch).  I felt like the drone would give them a chance to take that to the next level…didn’t see any of this.

Music: Using the same music they do for their MLB and NFL coverage was like having to listen to fingernails on a chalkboard.  CBS has a different intro music for each of their properties…so does NBC and ABC/ESPN.  I half-expected that stupid robot to start  yelling baba booey or something.

Overall:

Maybe it’s unfair to expect a network to come in and get it right from the start, but this is exactly what the USGA is doing with their signature event when they went with Fox.   Norman was terrible, but if they had tournaments then him and Buck would have a few events to develop that give-and-take.  Remember that Dan Hicks was a tower announcer before getting the big chair, and Nantz was doing similar and had years of watching Pat Summerall (plus Hicks and Nantz had established main analysts who were there when they took over).  Buck has none of that.  Norman is equally new- how’s he going to handle the back nine on Sunday if you have five or six guys within a shot of the lead?  Is he going to be willing to be critical if circumstances warrant?

 

Hold That Thought

I know that we’re in an era of instant judgement on happenings…and far too often (like almost always) that snap judgement isn’t correct.

Lumberg Making Sense. Mind Blown.

Lumberg Making Sense. Mind Blown.

 

I’ll admit to not being much of a fan of Eldrick “Tiger” Woods, but seeing the knives come out yesterday after his first round after his latest comeback…I’m not quite sure what to make of it.

This isn’t to say I think he’s going to win another major or five.  I don’t.  I think his body is breaking down on him, and other, younger players have come to the forefront.  However, do I know this as fact?  Of course not.  He could still find lightning in a bottle for four days and win a major, especially if he ever gets going with the putter.

The golf talking heads were pretty quick to hit Twitter over this.  I’ll spare you the details, but one of my larger complaints about Twitter is that it feels like we’re losing the ability to have any sense of perspective about anything.  The guy who wins that week’s tournament is surely the greatest golfer going, and how it will propel him or her to winning multiple majors (seriously- watch Golf Channel on a Sunday night if you don’t believe me).

So maybe, just maybe, let’s not write that death warrant on Tiger Woods just yet.  Let’s see what he does in full field Tour events, and more importantly weekend rounds in majors.  Maybe he finds that formula.

Fast forward to Saturday morning, and the talking heads are talking about his body language.  In a tournament with a very small invitation-only field.  It’s not the old giggle-golf (courtesy to John Feinstein for coining that phrase) of 15-20 years ago but it’s close.  Woods chooses to be very secretive with what he shares with the press.  It’s his choice, and while he would help the game by being more open, ultimately he’s not beholden to anyone except his own interests.

And while we’re holding thoughts, I want to get something off my chest.  As many of you know I follow hockey when not playing mediocre golf.  One of the terms I hate is when people describe Twitter as “fill in name of activity” Twitter.  So there might be Golf Twitter, Hockey Twitter, Politics Twitter, Men Who Like Toy Trains Twitter, and so on.  My dislike is because it pigeonholes people into silos.  I like people who have an array of interests- the people I follow on Twitter can talk about advanced stat metrics, the best cut of steak (either a bone-in ribeye, a Tri-tip or skirt steak if you want my opinion), beer/wine options, and the many and varied forms of what constitutes family (because in those pictures you can see the passion that they have for these things).

This past week a prominent blogger and a writer with the Denver Post were both fired for their behavior on social media, with most of it directed at women in the form of DM (direct messages) and things of that nature.  I’ve followed this stuff all week, choosing not to weigh in because I’m not sure what my voice will bring to the conversation in the heat of the moment, and because I wanted to take a moment and think about what it is I wanted to say.

Reading numerous accounts of female hockey bloggers (most of whom could write me under the table and provide a welcome and needed voice; they’ve championed advanced statistics and their perspective is invaluable at growing the game) who’ve been subject to sexually inappropriate and unwanted DM’s and other garbage, I’ve been sickened by seeing things laid out, because (and this is where I’m more than a bit naive) I didn’t think people did stuff like this.  It never occurred to me to do this- whatever opinions I have about someone’s views, I will tend to keep them to myself more often than not, and it never occurred to me to treat Twitter like a singles bar while acting like some stereotypical lecherous barfly.

A week of long nights at work has given me a chance to pause and think about all this.  It’s not enough to talk the talk, it’s time to prove it.  So, if you’re at a golf course and you’re paired up with a woman or two women, treat them like golfers above all else.  Period.  No flirting, no comments. no ogling and yes- this includes the beverage cart driver.  If they don’t tell you what set of tees they’re playing from, ask them what set they will be playing from (you know, like you do with everyone else), and then remember it and drive to said tee box.  Give them every courtesy you’d give someone else.  Help them look for lost balls if they ask, or do the “need an extra set of eyes?” thing.  Make them feel welcome- their money is every bit as good as  yours.  If you have a rangefinder/GPS and they don’t, offer to assist or let them use it.  Don’t patronize them.  When the round’s over, shake hands just like you would with everyone else.  No speeches, a simple “thanks for the round, enjoy your day” will work just fine.   At some point, someone helped each of us when we were novices.  It’s time to pay it forward.  It’s time to stop the nonsensical bullshit.  They are our sisters, moms, daughters, girlfriends, wives, and in some cases, best friends.  It starts with every single one of us.  It starts with me.

Note: I’m not Stina Sternberg (whose monthly column in Golf Digest is a must-read), but having read her columns I’m trying do right (why she’s not on TV is beyond me- her voice and perspective would be a great addition to the landscape).  Plus I know damn well she’s wipe the floor with me if we ever played a match.

 

The 2014 SGIC Awards

After careful consideration and a long and deliberative process (at least 15 minutes and a couple double scotches), I’m pleased to announce the winners of the 2014 Single Golfer In Cart Awards (SGIC) and general Airing of Grievances for Excellence in Whatever I Damn Well Deem Appropriate.  Since the Grill Room at Fairway Hills was busy (someone put brochures on the one table), I held the awards at the House of SGIC.  It was a black tshirt affair.  The awards are only for local area golf courses.  Below are the other members of the voting committee.

Molson and Kona. You guys rock.

Molson and Kona. You guys rock.

Behold, our award winners:

The Refusal To Die Award: Shared among Old Gunpowder and Sligo Creek Golf Courses.  These courses continue to exist despite their deaths the stuff of constant speculation.  Both courses offer new golfers and the thriftier set options to enjoy the game.

The First Thing We’ll Do is Kill Pace of Play Award: To Falls Road GC and any other course that throws dozens of groups on the back nine on weekend mornings, resulting in play grinding to a halt.  At one point there were 7 groups on 2 holes (at 9:15 a.m.).  And you wonder why rounds take 5 plus hours?

The  Why Are You Even Trying Pro Shop Award: Fairway Hills…where you can get a hot dog, a soda and a dozen Top-Flites in one stop.  All in a room the size of a prison cell.

The Excellence In Conditioning Award: Northwest Park.  While their green fees have gone up over the last couple years, you’re paying for top-notch fairways and greens.  Proof that people will pay for quality.

The Excellence in Customer Service Award: Northwest Park, who phoned me and left a voicemail after a heavy storm in May to explain that the back 9 was closed and we’d be playing the front nine and the “inside 9” during our round.

The I can Has Technology Award: To courses who refuse to let people know their aeration schedule.  This is not difficult.  It should be on your course’s website and anyone booking over the phone should be advised, and a sign in the pro shop should be visible.

The I can Has Technology Award Runner Up: Courses who can’t be bothered to tell people they’re open after a horrible winter.  See Timbers at Troy and pretty much anything in Howard County.

The Excellence in Lying Out Their Ass Citation: Columbia Association’s never-ending tv ads touting their two courses.  One’s a complete shit show in terms of conditioning that has their own “club” that gets all the early-morning weekend tee times (Hobbit’s Glen) and the other one has at least two holes I’d like to fire into the sun (Fairway Hills).

Best Retailer: Golf Galaxy (by default).  Mammoth Golf is but a memory, and Dick’s Sporting Goods (yes- same parent company) is a loud thunderdome populated by teenage jockbros.  I’ve had two club fitting experiences at Golf Galaxy and both were pretty good.  Plus, Dick’s got rid of all of their PGA Professionals so now you’re dealing with someone who might have been selling camping gear the day before.  If Golfdom (see below) opened a Maryland store and started carrying big and tall sizes this could change.

Worst Retailer: Pretty much everyone in the area, because there’s no retail golf stores that sell big and tall sizes.  I’d like to support a locally run golf retailer; other than Olney Golf Park (selection is very much meh) there’s not one that exists other than either your “green grass” retailers (at courses) or a big chain.  Yes- I’m aware of Golfdom in Virginia, but that’s an hour-plus drive for me.

Best Online Retailer: TGW.  They carry big and tall sizes, and their reviews are from verified purchases.  If they’d stop emailing me every goddamn day that would be nice, but in the main I can’t complain.

Worst Online Retailer: Too many to mention.

The Oblivious Award: To the two jackasses I played with at Laytonsville back in April who spent half their day on their cell phones or taking 3-4 practice swings on every shot.  Either pick up the pace and take on practice swing or take up tennis.   Hopefully my golf didn’t get in the way of you talking on the phone.

Best overall Experience Award:  Despite rain, my round at Whiskey Creek was, for the most part, what I was hoping for.  The course was in good shape, pace of play was good, and the staff was uniformly fantastic.  I enjoyed Worthington Manor as well, but I’d have to shade it to Whiskey Creek.

Worst overall Experience: Laytonsville.  It’s hard to believe that the same parent company that runs Northwest has this clunker, but it’s true.  The marshal giving me the gears over pace of play (and not my playing partners), conditions that were lousy at best, and a round that took way too long?  No thanks.

Places I’m in no rush to re-visit: Tied between Timbers at Troy (a complete shit show- I had one visit there to renew my handicap and it was a 45-minute ordeal) and Waverly Woods (the public track that thinks it’s a private course replete with the attitude).  Their collective policy towards single golfers is the equivalent of an extended middle finger.  I can be treatedly warmly by Worthington Manor and Whiskey Creek (and countless other tracks), and I will spend my dollars accordingly.  My experience at Waverly Woods from 3 years ago was not exactly welcoming.  A great layout and conditions are nice, but treating people like you’re doing them a favour in letting them play is not how you build a business.

Best new purchase: The Titleist AP1 irons I bought this past February have been a welcome addition in the bag.

Worst new purchase: The Titleist Golf Bag I bought.  I love everything about it except for one thing- THE STRAP IN IN THE BACK OF THE BAG WHICH MAKES CARRYING IT A NIGHTMARE.  A suggestion- put buckles in both sides so that the main strap can get moved.  Otherwise…it’s a great bag.

The Why is This a Thing Award: Courses that feel the need to have US Open level rough.  It kills pace of play when you’re spending forever looking for a lost ball. Cut the damn rough.

Holes that need to be blown up: Tie between Redgate #16 and Hampshire Greens #2.  Two holes that are set up to destroy pace of play.  Stop with the “signature hole” bullshit.  Redgate punishes a fantastic drive and encourages a layup to a brutal third shot.  Hampshire Greens #2 starts innocently enough but makes the second shot brutally hard with invisible hazards.  This doesn’t challenge the average player- it punishes them.  Even having red or yellow stakes that are visible would help you see where you can and can’t go.

Hard hole that does what it should: Falls Road #12.  Straight shot that favors the right side to an uphill green.  Anything left is dead.  I’ve never scored well on it, but it’s fairly simple and doesn’t try to trick the player.

In Memoriam (cue the sad music): Montgomery Village Country Club, my old Ping G2 irons, the Dick’s Sporting Goods PGA Professionals, the LPGA International Crown at Caves Valley (moved out for 2015 and probably won’t return to the area), and any professional Golf (PGA Tour, Web.com, LPGA) in Maryland in 2015.

 

An open letter to Tiger Woods

Dear Eldrick (since that’s your birth name)-

This was a bad week for you, and for that, we’re all very sorry.  That mean old man Dan Jenkins wrote a fake interview with you that clearly offended your tender mercies.  Since you attended Stanford University I’m going to assume that you know what the definition of fake is.

I’m also going to hope that while attending Stanford (you attend football games and wear Stanford stuff all the time so I’m going to assume this was fun for you) you learned what the word satire and parody mean.  At a minimum, you should probably understand the word fake.

I say this because your response (online- I’m not going to link to it; people can easily find it online) sounds like it was written by someone in high school, not someone who attended one of the greatest universities in America.  The best response would have been to use Twitter (something that Jenkins does far better than you), and put that Stanford education to good use…maybe something clever.  You have done this on occasion.  Or even better, spend a few minutes with Jenkins.  He’s a pretty good writer (his book “Dead Solid Perfect” was turned into the best golf movie that nobody has ever seen, and the book is just as good).  That not good enough?  Ignore it.  Seriously.  Pretend it doesn’t exist.  Go about your rehab and ignore the noise.

If you didn’t find his column funny (it was funny), then while you’re working on your swing with your new coach, might I suggest work on finding a sense of humour?  Jenkins has gone after numerous pros (you should follow him on Twitter- during the majors he’s at his best).  You’re on twitter…try throwing out an occasional joke.  Not saying you have to be Ian Poulter, but humour has that ability to soften things up a bit.

You’ve spent most of your career treating the press like a dog treats a tree.   When you do talk to the press you’re about as exciting and quotable as a piece of cardboard.  This is your right, and I’ll defend your right to be this way as long as you choose to.  There’s no rule saying you have to spend hours of your time with the press doing interviews that I’m aware of.  You can show up to tournaments, play in them, and go home and play video games or whatever it is that you do and not bother to thank all of the volunteers or give the local press an interview…in short, you can be a prick if that’s your choice.  However, when you make this choice, you have to be willing to accept the responsibilities that come with this choice.

You’re incredibly thin-skinned when it comes to people being critical of you.   You have a long history of these ginned-up feuds with people who you feel have slighted you.  This isn’t news to you, and my sense is that you don’t care.

You’re also widely known as being incredibly cheap when it comes to tipping.  What ever reason(s) you might have, it’s poor form and clearly, you don’t care (which is the larger issue at hand).  I’ve seen you (and others I know have seen you) blow people off for autographs.  Not just adults but kids.  Arnold Palmer’s policy on autographs is pretty simple (want one…just ask).  Phil Mickelson is equally happy to sign.

The 2014-15 PGA Tour season has already started.  In approximately six weeks the 2015 portion will start, marking the 20th year that you’ve been on tour.  By now, you would have hoped that the game would have grown and  you’d see more minorities on Tour.  This is not the case.  For all the talk about how  you were going to grow the game…it hasn’t happened.  Your legacy was a brief, real-estate driven boom and the inevitable bust.  As it turned out, the so-called “Tiger Effect” only benefited one person (you).  Well, you and the industry, if you look at the years of 1997-2008.

Let’s get one thing straight- your run from late 1999 to mid-2002 was, without a doubt, as dominant as anyone has ever been.  Did you have a touch of luck?  Of course you did, but you were also at the top of your game, and anyone with a brain could see this.

You’re getting close to 40.  I’m not a doctor but it’s no secret that your body is breaking down on you.  I won’t speculate as to why, but my guess is that you know more than you let on (again, your right).  If you were to retire tomorrow, you leave the game as one of the dominant players of any era, and would easily fall into line along with Hogan, Sarazen, Jones, Palmer, Player, Trevino and Nicklaus.

So what of the next 40 years of your life?  Do you continue to be this perpetual child, or do you decide to start acting like an adult…and more specifically, a sportsman.

The game will survive because young people are taking the game up; the exact numbers aren’t as good as some would like but the game will survive.  What’s unfortunate is that the death of caddie programs (others far more eloquent than I have written about this far better than I ever will) at courses have taken away that additional upward path.  Lee Trevino is but one example of this.  The game is the better by having Trevino in it.  Trevino was a sportsman, had a wonderful sense of humour (often self-deprecating) and taught himself the game.  Compare this with your run of coaches; you hired Chris Como as your new coach (if you’re wondering, compare your slew of coaches to what Hogan, Nicklaus, Palmer, Trevino, etc. did for coaches).

If you wanted to do some good for the game, require any courses you develop to have caddie programs (I got my start being a caddie at a private country club) and specifically, junior caddie programs.  Endow scholarships for both men and women (talk to Arnold Palmer…he’s done this to a successful degree at Wake Forest; there are scores of golfers who’ve gotten their education on an Arnold Palmer scholarship).  Start to volunteer your time and mentor the next generation of players.  Endow a Tiger Woods Scholarship at Stanford, and also one or two at your high school so that they can go on to college.  Become that mentor to your touring professionals.  Think about how Nicklaus, Palmer, Player and Trevino helped you.  Do the same.  Do it quietly.  If you’re going to make Florida your home, find a couple area high schools and invite their golf teams to your club.  In short, make a difference.  You know things about the game that few, if anyone else does.

Speak out about issues; speak to inclusion in the world of golf.  If you want to be a true legend of the game, start acting like one.  Look at how people like Gary Player and Jack Nicklaus are spending their years.  You have a voice that few in sports do- you have (for better or worse) the ability to raise consciousness on issues.  Do you use that voice to add another set of digits to your bank balance or do you actually do something for the greater good?

Also, learn to lighten up a bit.  Develop a self-deprecating sense of humour (meaning, learn to laugh at yourself a bit- trust me…when you do this you’ll come off far better than you can imagine, and I do think you have this in you).  Look at how Jack and Arnie (and Lee and Gary Player) got on and get on today.  They were competitive but when it was over they shook hands and lived their lives.

Yours in golf,

Your friends at singlegolferincart.com

P.S. Quit shitting on hockey.  Do you know how many NHLers play and usually to single digit handicaps and better?  Put it this way…if you were to have a Ryder Cup style event between the NBA’s best golfers and the NHL’s…I’d put my house on the NHL to win.

 

End of season thoughts…

Let's go drink some wine

Screw it, lets go drink wine

With the cold snap, recurring ankle pain, a game that went from great to garbage fire, and a lack of free time, I’ve had to throw in the towel on my 2014 golf season.  Barring a lottery win (and a move to a tropical climate) or a warm spell allowing me to get some badly-needed range time in, I won’t pick up a club until after the new year.

I had a good start to the year, playing my usual game…looking back, it was that July 4th weekend round at Redgate where it all came undone.  A soul-crushing 100 where I didn’t hit a single fairway or make a single par…it got into my head and I began to doubt my ability; after that I didn’t have a single round without multiple blow-up holes.

I’ve never been a great putter, but even my putting let me down.  I switched from my Odyssey back to my Scotty Cameron…didn’t really help all that much.  I even contemplated going to my old Billy Baroo…but even he was saying “you’re screwed” so that was off.

I finished the year with a 10.2 index and played 25 rounds (I have yet to post one score).  My goal was 30 rounds which was very doable until September hit; my ankle was bothering me quite a bit, and I began feeling fatigued which I’m still dealing with to some level.  I started the year at an 8.6 but a few early rounds put me in the 9.0 range until mid-July when the slew of bad rounds bumped me up into double digits.

On a positive, one of my former colleagues I play with on occasion keeps improving; if we continue on our trajectories he’s going to be giving me strokes by the end of next year.

Right now my goal is to get back to the gym, build some fitness and strength and hopefully get 2015 off and flying.

I’ll still update the blog (I have several entries I need to publish).

I’ll have an end-of-year look at the Pro Tours up by the end of the month, including my own special awards…the SGICies.

New Rules

If you feel the need to insult someone, please avoid using derogatory female terms especially if you’re the head of the USPGA and you’re feeling the need to have a go at someone.

You’ll find that “asshole” is gender neutral and works quite effectively.  It’s the navy blue jacket of insults.  Always works, never out of style.

Not enough?  “Talentless Turd Wrangling Mouth Breathing Brainless Rube” works quite effectively.

We can do better.

Or better yet, try being…oh, I don’t know…clever and witty.

 

Revealed – The Post Ryder Cup Task Force Meeting

Once again, Sean McIdoe who runs the beyond-fantastic hockey website downgoesbrown.com and has written a fantastic book and if that’s not enough is a frequent contributor to Grantland has generously loaned his infamous “spies” to me as I try to uncover what happened at the super-secret PGA of America Task Force meeting.

Seriously, Sean’s a great writer and his book is hilarious.  Buy his book.  Hell, buy several copies.

Okay, enough plugging.  Below are the meeting minutes.  Present were PGA of America President Ted Bishop, Tiger Woods, Phil Mickelson, Jack Nicklaus, Arnold Palmer, Rickie Fowler and Tom Watson.

Ted Bishop (PGA of America President): Thanks, everyone for taking time out of their day to join me here in Orlando as we try to figure out how we can improve the US Ryder Cup team.  We’ve lost 8 of the last 10 Ryder Cups, and frankly they’ve outplayed us.  So I want to hear your ideas on what we can do so we can start winning again.  Because if there’s one thing that golf fans agree on it’s middle-aged white guys chanting “USA” never gets old.  It’s almost as great as the guys who yell “Baba Booey” or “GET IN THE HOLE MASHED POTATOES.”  So who wants to start?  Remember, you’re here to come up with ideas on how we can regain the Ryder Cup in 2016.

Arnold Palmer: Well if you idiots would stop listening to Jack, we’d be playing the Brits and the Irish and not the whole continent.  But…no…you had to go invite the whole damn continent.  And wow…thanks for letting me hear that “Ole Ole Ole” song.  Every time I hear it I want to go drink gasoline.

Dan Jenkins: Can I make a comment about Sergio Garcia that’s mildly offensive or should I just talk about TCU football?  Can I polish Ben Hogan’s statue a bit?  Should I be using the Twitter and talk about Tiger and pool parties?  People like that stuff.  Or should I just mention “try putting better” like I did back in August.

Tiger Woods: TCU old man?  That choke job last week at Baylor was worse that the 2012 choke we had at Medinah, amirite?  You need Stanford guys running things like…what’s that old guy…?

(Jenkins whispering in Woods’ ear to remind him that Tom Watson went to Stanford)

Tiger: Well never mind then.

Watson: Thanks, pal.

Rickie Fowler: Go OSU Cowboys!  I enjoy the Ryder Cup…it’s a great honor to represent my country.  Now if you excuse me I’m getting on my motorcycle and do a couple wheelies in the parking lot.

Phil Mickelson: Well, the first problem is that we’re having this meeting in Orlando.  Should I spend 20 minutes going over this power point presentation Bones and I made about why we should have it in Phoenix or San Diego?  Should I mention I’ll have to leave between 11:00 a.m. and 2:00 p.m. to take Amy and my daughter to lunch at the Varsity in Atlanta?  And if you look at the last five slides they’re art work made by my kids.

Jenkins: Seriously…do these guys know how to putt?  Ben Hogan knew how to putt.  So’d Lee Trevino.  I need a drink.

Watson: Well, we practiced our putting for a couple hours…so there’s that.

Tiger: I know what you were missing…

Jenkins: Someone who can go 0-4 and not find the fairway with a map?

Jack Nicklaus: I can’t believe I haven’t spoken yet.  I’d like to talk about this one time I played with Arnie back in 1971.  We were both hungover as skunks and we teed off.  Arnie hit a baby draw that ended up in the rough.  I was in the fairway about 175 yards from the pin, and I hit a little fade with a 6-iron …Angelo thought it was a 7-iron but I knew that with the wind that it would be a six; so then Arnie hits this beautiful 4-wood from the rough to about 10 feet..he caught it a bit heavy but he got a good roll on it…

Palmer: Holy shit Jack…can’t you go design a golf course somewhere or go spend time with your grandkids?  I’m old and going to die soon and honestly you talking about golf shots is nowhere near what I want to be hearing about when I go.  You know what would hit the spot right now?  An iced tea/lemonade combo.  I’ve got a great name for it. Anway, so there were these two cheerleaders when I played at Wake Forest…wow.  So the one’s a redhead and tells me about this trick she had involving ping pong balls…

Tiger: Go on…did she work at Perkins?

Jenkins: Are we doing Tiger dating Perkins waitress jokes?  Because I have a few.

Phil: Sophia did a research project about the effective curve of Perkins waitress jokes.  Can I show her analysis?

Group: NO!

Bishop: NO.  What do you guys think would help our players play better in Tournaments?

Fowler: Our captains have always tried their hardest.  Can’t we just say that anyone who lives in the Orlando area is automatically ineligible to play for Europe?  That would mean McDowell and Poulter couldn’t play…that would help, right?  What about if we had more captain’s picks.

Watson: More captain’s picks would be helpful.  I mean, how’d I get stuck with Webb Simpson?  He’s a nice kid but how’d he qualify?

Bishop: Someone kill me…please.

Jenkins: Putting.  Instead of staring at the green for two minutes, how about hit the damn ball so it goes in the hole?  The Euros seem to have this figured out. What would help if these guys could…oh I don’t know, maybe make a putt every now and then.  And have a personality.  Most of you goobers are as exciting as a roll of paper towels.

Tiger: Military style training.  I run 8 miles a day in army boots.  Okay, so I couldn’t find the fairway with a map, but I’m in the greatest shape of my life (he rips off shirt and begins doing bodybuilder poses).

Jenkins: Tiger, watching you try to hit a driver is like watching me not make borderline racially inappropriate jokes about Sergio Garcia every time he pisses away a tournament.  Is for me, Sergio!  And now your putting has gone bad as well.  Insert thing about how Ben Hogan would dominate you.

Tiger: If you mention Ben Hogan two more times I get a free car wash.

Bishop: None of this is helping.

Palmer: These guys don’t care anymore.  They’re happy with their free courtesy cars and private planes.  Make ’em fly commercial and take a bus.

Mickelson: Remind me who started this whole private plane shit.  Hint- his name is Arnold Palmer.

Nicklaus: You tell ’em…which reminds me about the 1972 US Open…

Tiger: Oh shit…you’re going to summon it from the depths of Napa.

(Door opens and Johnny Miller walks in)

Miller: Did someone mention the 1973 US Open?  I shot a 63 there and won.

Bishop: You’re a year off…Seriously?  We’re talking about the Ryder Cup and you silly bastards go get Johnny Oakmont?  Do any of you actually have an attention span?

Miller: Seriously…am I the only one awed by that 63?  I can go through it hole by hole if you like.

Tiger: If you do I’m putting a gun in my mouth.

Mickelson: Whatever, did I mention Amy made me a cake for my birthday?  It was awesome. Anyway, Pelz and I have put together this 500-page report on how we can putt better.  If only I had done this before the PGA Championship this year.

Jenkins: Holy shit Phil…watching you miss that inevitable 8-footer is like watching TCU sorority girls stumble around drunk.  It stopped being funny a while ago and now it’s just pathetic.

Tiger: Can’t you just make golf commercials Phil?  You know Phil, you can grow that hair as long as you want but it won’t cover up that bald spot.

Phil: Whatever…anyway, Amanda and Sophia (opens wallet and pulls out photo) were talking with Amy, and we put together this 25-slide power point going over how they think that having a day of math and science and that Sophia would make a great captain.

Palmer: Why exactly am I here?

Bishop: To try to help us be better at the Ryder Cup and because people know your name.  I mentioned Webb Simpson earlier nobody knows who he is…and he won a US Open?  I mean, how hard could that be?

Mickelson: Eat shit and die.

Palmer: I’d suggest that they start to play practice rounds for real stakes…I mean shit that means something…not cash.  So it was 1965 and I was out on the tiles with Dean Martin and Joey Bishop, and we had a couple drinks…

Jenkins: Go on…

Palmer: Thanks. So anyway, we meet up with these cocktail waitresses and I ask them if they want to play leaky submarine.

Bishop: Please NOBODY LOOK THAT UP ON URBAN DICTIONARY.

Jenkins: Have I mentioned become better putters yet?

Palmer: My point, Mr. Fun Police, is that these guys are about as exciting as a pair of socks.  Oh, you clowns play ping pong?  Unless you mean beer pong before hanging out with an entire sorority.  Do you know what we used to do at Ryder Cups?  Hint- get drunk and screw girls!  Plus…they don’t care if they lose or not.  It’s not like they’re going to suffer any consequences or lose money as a result.

Tiger: You know, Freddie Couples always does a great job at the Presidents Cup.  He’s not a hard-ass and let’s face it, beating the International side isn’t exactly difficult.  And Freddie pretty much lets me do whatever…

Jenkins: So lose a lot then…

Fowler: I like Freddie as well.  He listens to our ideas and he offered me several great suggestions.

Phil: When I suggested to Freddie that he pair me and Keegan together he thought that was a great idea.

Nicklaus: Freddie sure seems like a nice fella, but don’t forget about my Presidents Cup wins either.

Palmer: Hey Jack, can you mention those 18 majors?  Pretty sure it’s been a day since you’ve done that.

Nicklaus: You’re not counting my US Amateur wins.

All: SHUT UP JACK!

Watson: So who’s our next captain?

Bishop: We need someone who will command the respect of the players and can inspire the team to victory.  Someone who can unite players of different backgrounds towards a common goal.  Someone who understands the global game of golf.

Miller: What about me?  It’s not like I’m doing anything right now.  Do you know what it’s like to hang out with Dan Hicks?  My social life becomes the equivalent of that dog commercial with the Sarah McLachlan song.  He spent 20 minutes talking about new socks.

All: NO!

Bishop: I’ve made my decision.  After careful thought I’m pleased to introduce the 2016 US Ryder Cup Captain and Assistant Captains.  We think that these men will give us the chance we need to get the cup back.  Gents?

US captain Ian Poulter, and assistant captains Rory McIlroy, and Justin Rose walk into the room.  There are audible gasps and two members of the panel jump out of the building.

Bishop: I’d say we just gave ourselves a fantastic chance of winning.

 

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