NWO Golf Links
There are golfers and then there are
GOLFERS. You know who you are.
There are the ones that walk to the tee box
in color coordinated clothing, ala Rickie
Fowler, with matching bag and looking
all professional, with their name neatly
stenciled on the bag. They are the golfers
that use intimidation as a way to try and
scare people into losing before they have
even swung a club.
That style of intimidation never works on
me. I am a man’s man, at 6’5” and north
of 340 pounds, but that’s not why it doesn’t
work. It doesn’t work, because I learned a
long time ago that you should never judge a
book by its cover.
I relish the golfers, who have purchased the
entire summer wardrobe of Puma, Greg
Norman or Ashworth, before the spring golf
season even begins.
I enjoy playing golf with those that have
monogrammed golf balls and whose belt
matches their shoes.
These are the golfers with whom, I like to
have the occasional wager. I am not talking
thousands of dollars, but I have found that
even a minimal bet with golfers like the
aforementioned causes them to lose control
of their game. The mere mention of money
induces sweat to pour down their foreheads,
like beads of water dripping off an ice cold
beer, in a 90 degree heat wave.
Mentally they envision their victory. How
dare this opulent, uncouth and poorly attired,
golfer wearing a black belt and white shoes
challenge them to a game of golf?!
One dollar a hole is a rather small wager, but
to some golfers, the ones referred to above,
it is downright scary.
Golfer Are You?