I don’t get it. I’m right there with Mark Twain: “Golf is a good walk spoiled. This is such a big deal locally, and everyone is so upset because it was rained out this morning. They’re interviewing people on TV who traveled here from all parts of the country, and I just don’t understand the attraction. I mean, people say baseball is too boring to watch? At least there’s a strategy. Golf doesn’t seem very interesting.
Plus, from years in sales, I associate golf with the good old boys of the sales department, schmoozing and drinking. Maybe it’s a class thing, but I just can’t stand it.
Yeah, when I was in sales, I was asked to play, in the client/sale golf day. No way. I told them I made better camera shots. They gave me a golf cart. 🙂
Played maybe twice in my life. Best part was cruising in the golf cart drinking beer (reminded me of high school I guess). It’s OK if you’re playing, freakin’ deadly to watch. People who like to play though are junkies with a capital ‘J.’
it’s the fertility ritual of the lumpen bourgeoisie. Page 114 of Kurt Vonnegut’s last book, “A Man Without a Country,” has only these words:
“What is it, What can it possibly be about blowjobs and golf? (Martian Visitor)
A man after mine own heart was Mr. Vonnegut.
Those good old boyz in Augusta don’t want any wimminz in their “Club” either. They begrudgingly had to allow African-American men after Tiger Woods phenom happened. And isn’t Tiger an upstanding model of manly character?