Thursday, February 19, 2009

Golf. It's Not Your Grandpa's Game


Fifty years ago golf was pretty much for fat rich white guys in plaid pants. I'm not sure that they were addicted to the game. I think they just enjoyed the elitist rush they got by playing in private clubs away from the unclean public.

Then along came Palmer, Sanders, Chi Chi and a host of others and suddenly there were a bunch of not so rich white guys wearing plaid pants teeing it up on public courses. Then Dinah Shore started a tournament of her own because she wasn't allowed, as a woman, to join any of the private clubs in L.A. Slowly the white guys were sharing the public course with the "ladies".

And then along comes Tiger and suddenly the clubhouse is full of people that you pass by every work day at the bus stop. Its like people wake up one Saturday morning and think, Golf, what a great idea I think I'll go out and try that today and really piss off the people behind me.

And kids! Lots of kids in blue shirts and caps. When our group comes in, the First Tee group is just going out. The adults who coach this are much worse than any little league Dad/Coach or Soccer Mom. That said, it is a great program but its spawning more competition for tee times.

Thirty years ago you could get a 2 bedroom condo, free breakfast, and a round of golf at Myrtle Beach for under $40 per player. Damn you Tiger!

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