ChemEngineer
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I MISS GOLF
I had another dream last night that I was playing golf once again, as I did for years.
In my early youth, fishing was the most wonderful pastime I could do or even imagine. Some years later, I took up rabbit hunting with a powerful 12 gauge shotgun and my almost brother, Alan Rude. More exciting and more dangerous than fishing. Moving to California, I fished again with virtually no success and then became a certified scuba diver, where I killed fish with spears, grabbed lobster, and pried abalone and scallops off reefs from 15 feet to 100 feet underwater. Heady stuff.
Then water skiing, snow skiing, riding powerful dirt bikes across the desert and up steep hills, getting a pilot’s license and taking my family over Hoover Dam, Lake Mead, the Grand Canyon, Bryce and Zion National Parks, and on to Las Vegas.
Along the way there were marathons, triathlons, long range fishing trips up to ten days on the ocean hundreds of miles out to sea. Lots of tennis and racquetball. Golf, I always thought, was for sissies and old men. Finally, I thought to give it a try, to play golf with my beloved wife. She always liked miniature golf and her dad played it before we were born. I took him out to the links many times and he loved it. A few years of golf, and I shot a few 88’s. Bogey golf is good golf.
Now that I’ve sold my clubs, I sure do miss the $50 to $150 green fees, for four hours of frustration and two good shots. It’s too expensive. It’s too time consuming. It provides too little exercise, and seems impossible to improve your game. Lugging a bag of golf clubs is very different than lugging a tennis racket and a dozen tennis balls. I still play tennis now, five days a week. The other two days I play racquetball, smacking the ball against the wall as hard as I possibly can.
I was right. Golf is for sissies and old men…. who can’t play tennis.