competitive golfing

A little background of why I am writing this random blog...

I am playing for North Central's golf team this year. We are Division 3 but not very good at all. This is actually our first year not being a club team but a varsity sport. We had our last meet today and it was the worst round of golf ever. Not only did I have a terrible score, 104, but had a terrible time shooting that poorly.

During our 5 hour round, I came up with 3 reasons why I dispise playing competitive golf.

1.) No carts. After watching John Daly walk 18 holes, I tell myself, "who couldn't walk 18 if he can." Well, was I ever mistaken. During my high school summers, I was fortunate to ride in carts for almost all my rounds. Mostly because I would either use entertainment book coupons, which required a cart with my purchase, or played with my dad who would pay for a cart. So for me to walk my college meets, was the worst thing ever. The first 3 holes aren't be too bad, but the last 15 are brutally painful. My feet become raw and a "burning" sensation takes over my legs. I end with this...I would not want to get in a fight with the legs of Tiger Wood's caddy, because they must be the strongest two objects in the world.

2.) Pace of play. When I am watching Tiger or Phil play on Sundays in one of the PGA Major Tournaments, I can live with the fact that they read each putt for several minutes. What I can't deal with is when a guy in my foursome today takes 2-3 minutes to prepare for every shot and a good 5 minutes for every putt. I am talking about Division 3, no-name conference, #3 golfer on the team, winner gets nothing, name doesn't even make the school newspaper (because the school is too small to have a paper), not the NCAA Divison Championships or the US Open with a $2 million purse. Unbelievable.

3.) Zero fun sir. As a play golf regularly throughout the summers, I have fun. Whether I am playing with Peter, Coach Danner, my dad, Evan, or Amy and Jeremy, I am enjoying myself immensly. We joke a little bit, fluff our ball up a little bit, take advantage of our first hole mulligans, accept gimmies, ride in style in our CARTS, and enjoy a great past time...non-competitive golf. When I play college golf, I feel like I am playing by myself. The 3 other competitors are 100% unresponsive. They are all business, no pleasure. Don't tell them your name, just tell them your score. If I am going to play golf, whether I play good or bad, I want to have fun. Playing competitve golf would not make my top 1300 things to do, my next blog may be all 1300 things I would rather do.