During the Winter time here in Salt Lake we get this phenomenon called an “inversion.” This is where high pressure squashes the cold, moist, polluted air and forces it to the lowest altitude. The valley acts like a soup bowl containing the foggy air. At a certain elevation you can drive up a road and right into a cloudless sunny day. Drive back below the soup level and you’re in the fog again.
When the inversion happens the temp is cold and the ground stays frozen. The air quality is terrible and it really makes my eyes sore. Last year we had 21 straight days of this soup.
The soup stays until wind or precipitation washes it away.
Santa was wondering what golf gear he can drop by for me this year on the 25th…
My golf gear is top of the line. I may skimp at the grocery store and buy generic raisin bran, but I don’t skimp on my golf gear. There’s not a club in my bag I’d replace. I have 4 golf bags, countless accessories, tons of premium balls (ProV1, HX Black), a Sun Mountain 3 wheeler…. I could go on.
When my wife asks me what golf stuff she can get me for my birthday or Christmas I tell her don’t bother… Besides, I have pro shop money anyway.
So I guess there really isn’t anything golf gear related for my Christmas list. Quite frankly, I don’t think Santa can afford any of the golf gear I’d be asking for anyway. Now if Santa wanted to sponser a golf trip to say…Augusta, I’d be interested…
Our group of guys is pretty tight. We’re all fairly decent “ameteurs.” It is not unusual for someone to shoot even par or as low as the 60’s in our group.
Today our pairing put me with one of the scratch players in our group. This dude can play but he has a very short fuse. He’s always got some bitch about something, whether it be playing too slow, his game or whatever. He has rabbit ears and is a very feisty person.
One problem I always have playing with this guy is that he always seems to be in a hurry. There’s always this sense in my game that I need to play faster because this guy is getting irritated about how slow we’re playing. This would be the case even if we were on pace for a 3 hour round.
Today this guy’s round was not going well. We all have those days. But when this guy has “one of those days,” he is throwing clubs, cussing constantly and impatiently rushing all of the other players. My other pal started to putt terribly just from feeling rushed.
This hot head’s history goes way back to before I knew him. I’ve seen him shoot 67 and be disgusted. It just seems to me that this guy is NEVER happy. He always leaves the course in a bad mood, despite the fact that he usually beats all of us and takes our money.
Thinking about this guy makes me wonder why he even plays golf if he can’t have fun doing it. I know I’ll never play on the PGA tour. I want to play well, but I’m mainly playing for the fun of the game and the camraderie of playing with my pals. I guess then the other question would be this: Since I’m playing for fun and camraderie, why am I playing with him?
Played 18 holes with 7 of my closest buddies today! This is not normal for December here in Salt Lake. We’re going to play tomorrow too. When the weather is like this you have to take advantage as it may snow and you won’t see green grass for another 3 months.
It was fun to get out and chase the white spheroid but man talk about rusty. It is amazing that your game can get so bad after taking 3 weeks off. Normally a good putter, I putted terribly. I knocked balls into hazards, chipped bad etc.
The highlight was having 2 birdies in a row. First birdie was on a short par 4. I teed off with a 3i and knocked a gap wedge to about 15 feet and made the putt. The next birdie was on a par 3, about 178 yards. Knocked my tee shot long and left and had an impossible chip down a steep slope. There was almost no way to keep this ball on the green. I jokingly turned to my buddy and told him “this is an easy shot.” Then I proceeded to knock the chip in the hole!
The rest of the round was a disaster and I lost money to nearly every one of the 7 other guys. I’d better play better tomorrow to get some of my dough back.
One other unfortunate thing is that my stupid tennis elbow still hurts a little. I hoped the winter would let it heal completely but apparently not.
It’s December and snowy here. But the snow is melting here in the “valley.” The temp is supposed to be 53 tomorrow. (3 cheers for global warming!) The phone calls started rolling in tonight: GOLF SATURDAY 10:00am. Group of 8. It will be nice to play but it won’t be nice to suck (having not played for about 3 weeks).