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Golf and the Emotions
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04.29.09Making a Commitment to the GameIt has become a rite of spring, a sacred ritual that marks the start of a new season, a fresh beginning. After a year’s engagement, at the end of a long and tedious winter layoff, we join together in the company of friends and celebrate the start of a new tournament season at our local municipal golf course. The two-person scramble my friend and I play each April is hardly a serious format. Still, we plan ahead from year to year and look forward to the day. We enjoy the tournament to such a degree that when I received an invitation ...
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04.15.09Teed Off at AugustaI picked up a phone call from one of my favorite clients the other day. The first words out of his mouth had nothing to do with business. “Guess what I did today?” he quizzed me. I was so far off base with what I was going to say, I was glad he blurted out the answer before I could get my own words out. “I teed off at Augusta National at eight this morning!” Uh-huh... I would have been a little excited to tell someone, myself. “The greens were like lightning,” my client said. Ya-huh, I’ll bet, I ...
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03.15.09It Was Golf ~ It was GloriousIt was like a first taste of champagne, playful and tingly and sharp. It was like a hug from a dear, old friend after a long absence - awkward at first but warm and familiar and welcome. It was a monster drive and a long exhale. It was a chunked shot and a reality check. It was beautiful lob wedge over a trap, soft to the green; It was sweet relief. It was a well executed downhill chip, a short missed putt, a shrug and a carefree adventure. It was a smooth iron and remembering how good it feels to hit one perfectly square. It was two hours of heaven; It was coming home after a long journey. It ...
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10.19.08Seasons Change - Golf EnduresOn our early morning drive to the course, we pass a solitary runner with head lamp glowing in the half-light. “It’s really dark out,” my husband and I both say, to each other and to no one in particular, as if to question why we’re up and dressed for golf at this unearthly hour. It is technically not yet dawn in Southeastern New England. Shortly before 7 A.M., going on the end of October, with the temperature well down into the 40’s and a stiff north east wind blowing, we are up because there is golf to ...
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07.16.08To Hit or Not to Hit: That is the QuestionOver the last week and a half, I played a fair amount of golf. Regular readers of this blog might have guessed that, as my posts have been scattered and few. I hit the links for a minimum of nine holes, eight of the last ten days, despite having (or perhaps because of?) summer house guests for the same period of time. Thankfully, my non-golfing guests looked kindly upon my obsession and I played nearly guilt free. Summer is short in my neck of the woods and you’ve got to golf while the golfing is good, company aside. ...
