As I prepare to take the plunge, I’ve noticed how marriage and golf share some similarities. Not only that, there is also a love-hate relationship too…I love it, she hates it. This contrast is good though, it allows the emotions to surface.
Speaking to a couple of older married golfers, they pointed out how selecting golf clubs is like selecting your spouse. First, it will catch your eye then the flirting process begins. You look at it a little closer maybe caress it gently and finally, you fall in love and end up together.
Now, I purposely left out one part that these married golfers I spoke to also had mentioned would have been great in the courting stages. One said, “Before you buy clubs you get a chance to try them out first…you know what I mean?” Interesting point. I’m sure that would require a rather delicate approach, nonetheless point taken.
I mentioned to my spouse-to-be, the part about trying out the clubs first and to my surprise she was accepting. She said “No problem, I’ll start…the attic needs to be cleaned and reinsulated. The basement needs to be refinished. That enchanted forest you call a garage needs to be organized. Looks like we could use a new roof while you’re at it…and when you’re done you can try out the golf clubs.”
Mars and Venus, man…Mars and Venus.
Hit’em long…yell FORE!!!
Ok, I walk into my favorite wings and beer joint and this is what I’m greeted with when I open the door. Two half-in-the-bag hacks discussing their golf swing and giving each other tips. Normally, these sorts of conversations are common in bars but when we’re in the middle of the winter and these two guys are physically going through their golf swings…it’s annoying. They were literally standing up and showing how they address, grip and swing in between the cursing and obnoxiously loud conversation they were engaged in.