Loyal readers of The Golf Space and Hooked On Golf Blog had a long and painful read a few days ago. That piece has been removed. I’m happy to say that all issues between myself and Martini Media Network have been resolved. The wounds are patched and healing, and we’ll all be better off in the end as a result of the experience.
I’m now pals with the CEO of the company Skip Brand. He’ll be taking me to lunch (at the most expensive restaurant in town) in a couple of weeks. I’m a cheap date though so no worries.
Skip and I had a long talk last night and I was able to sense that he is really a good person at heart with good intentions. He may have been a bit insulated to happenings within his company as some execs can be. I helped expose some of those happenings, bringing Martini the opportunity to address them and improve.
Skip’s company is new and growing fast. This is a good thing, except for the fact that their infrastructure couldn’t keep pace with their growth, causing some problems. The issues I brought up were a surprise to him, and in the end I hope will end up helping his company grow and have better relationships with advertisers and publishers.
A good quote from my new account manager today:
Your reaction is changing the way we do business.
Glad to help. Perhaps I should go into business consulting…
As a result of this situation, Martini will be implementing monthly meetings with publishers like me to discuss anything and everything. They also have other policies in place, and have secured the resources necessary to handle their fast growth. I wonder if I can get a few shares of founder’s stock before they completely blow up.
Maybe I can learn something
At lunch I’ll pick Skip’s brain a bit and get some tips from him on how to make companies grow fast, and he can get some tips from me on putting.
I haven’t typed anything in about 36 hours now. Why? Because my hands have just thawed. I couldn’t wait to get back home from Orlando to Salt Lake. I couldn’t wait to get back to 4200 feet above sea level, 12 degrees farther north in latitude than Orlando FLORIDA so I could WARM up. The big decompression day after my biggest and most exhausting PGA Show ever turned out to be nearly a complete train wreck, except for the fact that I got to spend it with two great pals.
I should have known when we couldn’t find a Starbucks within a 500 mile radius yesterday morning that it was going to be a rough day.
Thanks to our pals at Falcon’s Fire for playing host to this year’s battle. Unfortunately for us it was so cold and windy we were battling hypothermia, rather than battling the golf course. The winds were high and the temps down. After blading three irons on the range, numbing my hands, then hitting two low worm-burners left with my driver, I was ready for play after a two month golf hybernation… Right.
Time for some excuses
Until yesterday I hadn’t played golf for almost two months. That is like John Daly going 6 minutes without cracking a beer, Obama going 34 seconds with saying the word “change” and Tiger going three hours without picking up a busty waitress at Perkins… Oh, did I just go down that road? My apologies.
On the first hole I hit the fairway with my driver and I was 100% fairways hit for the decade. That’s as good as it was ever going to get. That stat would soon vanish, as would many of my shiny Srixons and Bridgestones in my bag. My confidence as well as my cash faded away as well, as I flamed out in the frozen wind blown tundra of Orlando.
I didn’t manage even one solid iron shot. It could be because my hands were frozen, or that I hadn’t played golf in weeks, or that I’d just worked my ass (or lack of one, since someone told me at the show that I didn’t have one) off for days at the PGA Show. It could just be because I’m a hack.
OGB and Into The Grain are fun cats and I hope to play many holes of golf with them in the future. I gladly handed my hard earned cash to Dave (OGB) for his triumphant victory, and like a good sport congratulated him on his victory while watching him celebrate. The taste of defeat is bitter, but a character builder for sure.
16th hole fireworks
Because we were so cold and our scores were all blowing up, John and Dave decided to have some fun on the 16h. Could John, a right handed player, beat the left handed Dave with his own clubs on a hole? The video below contains the answer. Be sure to watch for the incredible green side bunker shot.
I’m happy to report that the Salt Lake International Airport has free wifi. How cool. It isn’t terribly fast but I’m able to make an update about the next leg of the HOG world tour, which starts now.
Southwest could be the best airline for golfers
I’m currently waiting for my Southwest Airlines flight to Denver. Lunch in Denver airport then flight to Orlando. The reason I mention Southwest, is because I don’t think there is a better airline for golfers. Though Though I have a bunch of Delta frequent flier miles, I prefer SWA because they don’t charge for bags. The same set of bags I’m taking to Orlando, with my Ogio Monster, would cost almost $100 EACH WAY on Delta.
I’m stoked for this show and the new set of experiences I’ll be logging over the next 6 days. Once again, if you want to stop by and say hello I’m in the Sumi-g booth #3629, near the new product center.
I’d love to say hello to any of you HOG “patrons” (stole that from Augusta National) who will be at the PGA Show. I know a few pals who will be there and I’m looking forward to seeing you all! I’ll be working the Sumi-G booth all week, #3629. Come by and say hello.
I’ve got a tee time Sunday morning at 8:15. Anyone interested? The rematch of Mediaguru vs the Orlando Golf Blogger will be taking place. Will OGB get his $1 back? I have another $1 that says a resounding NO!