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As both my readers know, I am no Tiger Woods fan. My considerable Tiger shirt collection notwithstanding, I have called him the anti-role model on this very blog. And just when I thought it was difficult for me to dislike the guy any more, Dropgate happened.

If you’ve been on the moon since then, what happened on Friday afternoon slash Saturday morning is sure to be discussed to death in country club grill rooms for years to come. In brief, Tiger hit a perfect wedge shot to the green at no. 15 during Friday’s second round – so perfect, in fact, that it caromed off the flagstick and into the water hazard. Clearly flustered, Tiger weighed his drop options and, as he would later state in a post-round interview, dropped a ball two yards behind where he’d previously hit from so that he could take the same swing he’d just taken and not hit the flagstick again.

I was watching this on my couch and suspected he’d done something wrong, but I didn’t call in to that invisible guy you call to report rules violations. But someone did, and the Masters rules committee was made aware of the situation as Tiger played the 18th hole. The problem: under the drop rule under which he ostensibly proceeded, Tiger was required by rule to drop his ball as nearly as possible to the spot from where he last hit on pain of a two-stroke penalty. As ESPN’s Gene Wojciechowski detailed (more), the committee decided before Tiger signed his scorecard that he had done nothing wrong. Amazingly, no one bothered to discuss the issue with Tiger after he completed his round or before he signed his scorecard. So Tiger signed his scorecard and gave the aforementioned, televised post-round interview where he admitted to dropping the ball two yards back of where he took his previous shot.

Tiger blew it -- in more ways than one.

Tiger blew it — in more ways than one.

Woops.

According to Wojciechowski, Masters rules committee chairman Fred Ridley was made aware of what Tiger said in his interview at 10 pm on Friday night. Faced now with what amounted to new evidence – Tiger’s unwitting admission – the committee reconsidered its previous decision and determined that it had gotten it wrong. Tiger’s drop was illegal after all. Tiger should have been assessed a two-stroke penalty — but he wasn’t. Technically, therefore, he signed an incorrect scorecard, a big-time no-no in the world of golf.

So here’s my take. First, Tiger’s drop was clearly illegal. Given the relief option he chose, Tiger was required by rule to take his drop as near as possible to the spot he took his last stroke from. Two yards back from that spot is clearly not that. Tiger, therefore, should have signed for an 8 on his scorecard instead of a 6. On this there is no debate.

Second, given its handling of the situation, the rules committee at least arguably made the correct call by assessing Tiger a two-stroke penalty rather than outright DQing him. Under rule 33-7, the competition committee “may in exceptional cases” waive the disqualification penalty. What made Friday’s case “exceptional” wasn’t the fact that it involved Tiger Woods or that it was The Masters – the rules committee wouldn’t soil the integrity of its much-revered competition with reasoning like that. Nor was it the fact that Tiger didn’t know he took an illegal drop when he took it: there is a specific Rules Decision (33-7/4.5) that says “ignorance of the rules or facts that the player could have discovered prior to signing his scorecard” are not sufficient reasons to waive to the disqualification penalty. What made this case “exceptional” was the rules committee’s botching of it — twice. First, it incorrectly concluded while Tiger was still playing that his drop was fine when it obviously wasn’t. (I wonder if the committee would have exonerated a certain fourteen-year old Chinese amateur with such alacrity.) Second, it didn’t take the very easy step of addressing the situation with Tiger before he signed his scorecard – an inexplicable error if ever there was one. The committee could have prevented Tiger from signing an incorrect scorecard, as the PGA did with Dustin Johnson after he brushed sand in a bunker on the 72nd hole at the 2010 PGA Championship. It just didn’t. The committee concluded, therefore, that it would have been, in Ridley’s words, “grossly unfair” to Tiger to disqualify him based on what he said in his interview when it could have prevented him from signing an incorrect scorecard.

This point is a lot closer than Ridley made it sound. Tiger’s exoneration happened without his knowledge, so effectively retracting that decision through disqualification doesn’t seem terribly unfair. Had Tiger relied on a ruling made by a rules official that turned out to be wrong, then “grossly unfair” would be an appropriate description. But that didn’t happen. The stronger argument is that it would be grossly unfair to use Tiger’s post-round interview against him but, from what I’ve read so far, that is not the argument the committee made.

Third, this situation will not mark the end of the “trial by TV viewer” era, as many players and commentators suggested yesterday. Cases where rules committees and players do not know about alleged rules infractions until after the player signed his scorecard will not be affected by this case, which PGA Tour player Aaron Oberholser curiously likened to “Supreme Court precedent.” Those cases will be unaffected because there will not be an intervening cause – a committee botch job – that would make disqualification “grossly unfair.” Ignorance of the rules or facts that the player could have discovered prior to signing his scorecard” remain an insufficient reason to waive the DQ penalty – by rule. Players will still get disqualified from time to time based on the minutest of infractions caught by guys on their couches with nothing better to do. Now, however, people will complain (wrongly) that there are two sets of rules – Tiger’s and everyone else’s.

Finally and perhaps most importantly, Tiger should have withdrawn. It is incumbent upon players to follow the rules. If a player does not know them, it is incumbent upon him to call in a rules official. In this case, Tiger was dealing with a rule with which most mid-handicappers are familiar – how and where to drop a ball after you’ve drenched one. He just botched it. If he had any uncertainty he could have called for a rules official: he didn’t do that, either. In the end, he never played a ball from where the rules required him to play it – a spot he intentionally avoided lest he hit the flagstick again. Whether he would have hit the flagstick again, or come up short with an incrementally softer swing – neither we nor any of his competitors will ever know. What we do know is that Tiger did not play the 15th hole by the rules of golf like the rest of the field did. And while it arguably would have been unfair to Tiger to be DQ’ed after the committee exonerated him without his knowledge, the flipside is also true: it is unfair to the other players for Tiger to remain in the field just because the committee could have saved him but didn’t. And inasmuch as most of those other players wouldn’t have been on TV, they would not have been entitled to the benefit of the committee blowing a ruling if they had been accused of a wrong drop by, say, an on-course fan. Tiger’s acceptance of the committee’s gesture, therefore, was not the honorable thing to do in this most honorable of games.

Then again, this is a guy who cheated on his wife with every Waffle House waitress from here to Tallahassee, who cusses like a sailor at the slightest mishit, who throws clubs in front of kids and who, as a 22-year old, refused to autograph a golf ball to help his colleagues Brad Faxon and Billy Andrade raise money for charity.

Honor is the furthest thing from this guy’s mind.

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From time to time I use this column to sing the praises of companies and products I fancy. Most recently I wrote a few love pieces for Alial Fital (1I2), a now Seattle-based clothing startup that makes very cool golf polos, among other things. I doubt my nice words made much of a difference to AF’s bottom line – I doubt either of my readers bought more than a shirt or two – but I believe in saying something nice when I have something nice to say.

So it is with pleasure that I write today about a company that recently caught my eye. The company is called The Cordial Churchman, and they make bow ties.

Lots of them.

For fellas.

For their sons.

For weddings.

For church.

You get the idea.

The product I like most on TCC isn’t a product so much as a service. For $29 you can send a necktie to the five-person, South Carolina-based company and they’ll convert it into a bow tie. (Buy now I More.) Last month I sent them two neckties that were unlikely to ever again get the call. They sent me back two bow ties and voila:

TCC converted two of my old neckties into bow ties, worn here by Reese and me.

TCC converted two of my old neckties into bow ties, worn here by Reese and me.

As neckties they sat at the end of the bench. As bow ties they’re in the starting lineup – and they got the call for Easter!

What I like most about TCC, however, transcends their product and service offering. The TCC folks just look like good people. And the fact that the company’s patriarch, a preacher, wears a bow tie every day is just plain cool. I don’t mind saying that I wish I could do that, but it just wouldn’t fly here in the uber-casual Pacific Northwest.

Regardless, this is a company I take pleasure doing business with. I’ll be adding to my bow tie collection in the weeks and months ahead.

Now, if only I could figure out a way to make a bow tie look good with a golf polo …

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I don’t usually copy from Facebook onto the family blog, but I thought this was worth the effort. It’s a list of forty-five life lessons from a 90-year old woman named Regina Brett of Cleveland, Ohio. No idea who Ms. Brett is, but there are a handful of pearls in here:

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step..

3. Life is too short – enjoy it..

4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and
family will.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. You don’t have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.

7… Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.

8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.

9.. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11… Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.

12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it…

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye But don’t worry; God never blinks.

16… Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful. Clutter weighs you down in many ways.

18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It’s never too late to be happy. But it’s all up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t
save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.

23 Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ‘In five years, will
this matter?’

27. Always choose life.

28. Forgive but don’t forget.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does..

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.

35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38.. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d
grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have not what you need.

42. The best is yet to come…

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

44. Yield.

45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.”

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Tom Watson

I was pleased at this morning’s news that the PGA of America has named Tom Watson its 2014 U.S. Ryder Cup captain. Going with a guy who’ll be 65 by Cup time represents a big step out of the box for the PGA, which has lately stuck to picking guys in their mid-forties to early fifties as captain, lest the older captains be unable to “relate” to their younger players.

All that relating by younger captains to their players/peers isn’t working for the U.S. team, which has now lost seven of the last nine Cups. But I digress.

In terms of what this means to the ever-important issue of U.S. team apparel, early conventional wisdom is that Watson will go with Ralph Lauren. He’s a longtime RL guy and, according to Mike McAllister at Chapeau Noir, Davis Love III’s RL uniforms for the 2012 Ryder Cup (shown at the bottom of this piece) were “generally well received.”

I hope, however, that TW goes out of the box with at least some of his wardrobe selections. There are plenty of great smallish companies releasing outstanding golf apparel these days that the eight-time major winner can choose from. And for my money one of them sticks out.

Alial Fital.

It’s no secret to either of my readers that I’m a big fan of the now Seattle-based company (more) and I think TW would be well advised to give AF a serious look. The almost two-year old company provided polos to Bo Van Pelt on the PGA Tour in 2012: AF did such a good job that BVP turned down a much more lucrative offer from a household name to stay in AF’s tow. (More.) AF has done some nice “American” polos in the past few years:

AF's '12 U.S. Open polo.

AF’s ’12 U.S. Open polo.

AF's '12 Ryder Cup polo, which sold out in twenty-one hours.

AF’s ’12 Ryder Cup polo, which sold out in twenty-one hours.

RWB shirt

and while U.S. captains have not always gone big with the red, white and blue lately — remember the Saturday lilacs of ’10 — they certainly should.

Lastly, AF polos are all made in the USA, something that should matter to the uber-patriotic Watson.

None of this is to say that I’m putting my chips on AF’s chances. TW’s long-standing relationship with Ralph Lauren is going to be tough to overcome and AF is still a very small company, a fact which will no doubt turn off the ultra-establishment PGA. Still, in a perfect world AF would be well in the running. Heck, I can put together a uniform set based on my favorite AF’s now. Think this

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this

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and this

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don’t look better than, say, this

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this

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and this

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I do.

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I’m not so proud to say I’ve failed a bunch — but I’ve never blamed anyone but myself.

Here’s hoping the kids will follow my lead — not President Obama’s.

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As anyone who’s known me for more than a few years knows, I used to be an entrepreneur. I came up with Facebook before the world’s social network existed: the network of friends you’d have built on the second iteration of TheFence.com would have formed networks of interconnected “fences,” and the question wouldn’t have been “how many Facebook friends do you have?” — it would have been “how long is your fence?” Unfortunately I ran out of money for that one.

A few years later I came up with Betcha.com — basically an Ebay for bets. As I’ve detailed in this space at length, I ran out of luck on that one (or, more accurately, I never had any). Someday, someone’s going to get very rich when they launch their rip-off of Betcha.com. Maybe not Mark Zuckerberg rich, but they’ll have more than a few yachts to water ski behind.

As a guy who almost made it, I find it too painful to follow the entrepreneur/start-up scene these days. And while I don’t root against the little guy, I don’t care enough to root for him, either. That’s called envy.

Startup clothier Alial Fital lies at the intersection of Saville Row …

Recently, however, I discovered a company that captured my attention, my affinity and, ultimately, my business. The company is called Alial Fital and, until a link to its website ended up in my Facebook margin, I’d never heard of it. AF makes polo shirts. Not just ordinary polo shirts. With designs that called to mind both Saville Row and Magnolia Lane, AF polos were the coolest polos I’d ever seen.. And when I saw that PGA Tour player Bo Van Pelt was wearing them on Tour — well, I had to take a closer look.

and Magnolia Lane. For guys who care about their appearance, that’s a very good place.

I’m a guy who’s into golf, style and golf style (1I2I3), so I was quite intrigued. And the more I read the more I liked. AF was founded by — and is apparently run by — Gibran Hamdan, a thirty-something dude who bounced around both the NFL and CFL in an earlier life. I don’t know Mr. Hamdan, who sounds like a bit of a renaissance man, but suffice it to say he was doing a lot I liked. On the product side, AF was producing polos unlike the world had ever seen. Their unique contrasting collars and plackets — gingham checked, striped and the like — made them quite distinctive, not easy for a polo shirt. AF was zigging while the big boys were zagging: whereas the Nikes (more) and Pumas of the world were (and still are) producing lowest-common-denominator pieces that look like they belong in a Central American outlet mall (example), AF was producing seriously stylish pieces that would fly off the rack in the Nordstrom men’s department. And AF was getting rave reviews in the blogosphere (1I2) — not an insignificant matter given that one of the bloggers was Mike McAllister, a golf clothing writer for whom I have great respect.

As much as I was impressed by the AF product, I liked the company’s presentation even more. Whereas many start-up companies represent themselves as being bigger than they are, AF seemed to embrace its smallness. Take a look at the AF blog and it’s hard to imagine the company is much more than a handful of guys in a Minneapolis office. I appreciated its transparency and honesty: like me, they agree with the ol’ saying that you should never pretend to be something you’re not. Its website was better than Playboy for a clothes horse like me — the lookbook at the bottom of this page being its centerfold proxy. Most importantly, AF is doing all this with a sense of humility. Unlike, say, the guy at Iliac Golf, a company I want to like but just can’t, AF’s website and Facebook posts are light on references to “I,” something I very much like in people and companies.

Despite my affinity I could not pull the trigger. Most polos were listed at $85, quite a dig into a not-very-deep pocket. ($85 is a lot better than $245, which is what Iliac is asking for one of its limited editions shirts.) And every time I had enough spirits in me to pull the trigger, the shirt I wanted was unavailable in my size — the always elusive “Large.” That was understandable given that AF only produces one hundred shirts of each style, but that didn’t make it any less frustrating.

Last week, however, AF introduced some new polos and I finally pulled the trigger. On four shirts.

When Santa Claus — er, the mailman — finally arrived, I wasn’t disappointed.

Seriously sweet packaging.

My shirts arrived in a box that looked like it was made of alligator skin. Accompanying my shirts was a hand-written thank you note from Mr. Hamdan himself. Even better than the packaging where the shirts themselves. “Very dope” is about the right phrase. To paraphrase Mr. McAllister, AF’s microfiber shirts are an outstanding combination of feel, craftsmanship, style, technology and innovation. Suffice it to say that when I wear these polos out I’ll have the nicest shirt in the place, whether that’s a country club grill room, airplane cabin or backyard barbecue. And because the side splits are detailed to match the collars, they’ll look good either tucked or untucked. These AF’s will immediately go into my starting lineup — and with 150+ polos in my closet (including 40+ from Greenspan Cup and 30+ Tiger rapidly-aging Tiger shirts [more]), that’s no small achievement.

AF’s distinctive detailing gives their polos a serious “wow” factor.

My guess is that AF will go a long way — if it wants to. The company seems to have the marketing element figured out: its Facebook/Twitters feeds are always outstanding, and the less-than-two-year-old company already provides shirts for pro athletes like Van Pelt, Larry Fitzgerald (NFL), Brandon Weeden (NFL) and Tristan Herbert (auto racing). (Van Pelt is wearing AF (tucked) on the PGA Tour: his U.S. Open polo narrowly edged the Eagle shirt from Quagmire’s Arnie line (see the first pic of me at Turnberry in this set) for Golf Shirt of the Year in the Jenkins household. Fitzgerald has designed a few shirts for AF: the Arizona Cardinal star is wearing AF (untucked) in Italy.) It’ll have to figure out its distribution — you can only get so rich selling individual polos online — but that’s an easy problem to solve. It’ll have to expand beyond polos –again, easy enough. It’ll have to figure out how to get its price points down — a tougher task if it continues to remain just a manufacturer and continues to do its manufacturing in the United States. And it will have to bridge the brand gap from style to lifestyle, something that apparel brands must do to make it big (most recently Travis Mathew). If its execution to date is any indication, that, too, will be a gap it has no problem bridging.

Any company that would (1) produce this polo, (2) publicly admit that its biggest celebrity won’t wear it, and (3) name the shirt for that refusal (“The Design Bo Van Pelt Refuses to Wear on Tour”) has got to be pretty cool.

Regardless of what direction AF goes, I count myself as a new, loyal and enthusiastic customer. A bunch of good guys making outstanding, cutting edge products — well-made clothes for well-dressed men. It’s a vision I appreciate pursued by a company I can happily root for.

Next in my lineup — AF’s Ryder Cup sweetness. I’ve seen a sneak peak, and it did not disappoint.

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Last month, construction began across the street on a new dwelling directly across the street from Casa de Jenkins. And this isn’t going to be an ordinary dwelling — a word I chose instead of “house.” Seems a local developer named Dan Duffus of Soleil Development found a loophole in the Seattle Building Code that allows for second homes to be squeezed on to certain lots where formerly only one home existed. (More.) Duffus either subdivides the lots and builds on the new lot or, as is the case across the street, flips his newly-created sliver to another developer for building. The projects are often financed by Blueprint Capital, another Duffus company. The result — well, they’re almost as hard to believe as they are to look at (see for yourself: 1I2). The dwelling across the street from me will be an ultra-modern one on a block full of traditional homes and, at three stories, will tower over the surrounding houses. Ironically, it’s being built by a Blueprint member company called “Classic City Homes.” No fewer than three neighbors will lose their sunlight to the new Laurelhurst tower, which doesn’t look like it’s going to be “classic” anything.

Seattle-area developers are using a little-known building code loophole to squeeze two oversized dwellings where …

Unfortunately, this is not an isolated case. According to the pictures in the document numbered “1″ above, Duffus and other developers are building these ultra-modern “skinnies” in Seattle neighborhoods otherwise full of Craftsmans and Colonials: “skinnies” because these two-homes-on-one-lot homes are understandably quite narrow (the one across the street from our house is eighteen (18) feet wide) and usually a story or so higher than the surrounding neighbors. And there’s more on the way: according to this Seattle Weekly article, Duffus has no fewer than forty-three other projects in the works. And given the alacrity with which Duffus obtains building permits — the Seattle Department of Planning and Development (DPD) gave him the project across from us in one month (hmmm …) — Seattle-ites can expect to see more of what one commenter called “3 story refrigerator boxes” in their neighborhoods sooner rather than later. Already plans have been approved for such projects in Queen Anne, Ravenna, Bryant, Laurelhurst, Seward Park and Wallingford to name a few. Worse are reports that a Bothell real estate research firm called New Home Trends is developing software that will enable developers to easily identify parcels eligible to be subdivided under the existing loophole. If that software hits the market, expect to see these eyesores popping up in side yards everywhere.

The good news is that someone’s doing something about it. Wallingford resident Peter Krause has organized a group of Seattle-ites who prefer not to see more dwellings wedged into back- and sideyards. Some of them now have or will have their sunlight blocked out by these skinnies. The grassroots group is well organized and has a friend in the City Council in Richard Conlin (e-mail: richard.conlin@seattle.gov), who is putting together “one lot, one home” legislation that would close the Duffus-exploited loophole.

formerly only one existed.

I couldn’t imagine anyone would oppose such a fix — wouldn’t you be outraged if Duffus or another developer wedged one of these buildings in your neighbor’s former backyard? — but the Krause group is expecting opposition. Apparently one councilperson is already defending the status quo because developers create construction jobs. But jobs should never be the only concern for policymakers. Legalized cocaine would result in jobs at cocaine processing plants, but no one would seriously argue that those jobs would justify legalized blow. I can see the status quo being defended, too, on the grounds that private property rights are, after all, rights, and even big bad developers like Duffus are entitled to them. That argument is fine as far as existing projects go, but if the City extinguishes the right to squeeze two dwellings on to a single lot then that right would no longer exist, making the property rights argument a nonstarter. The legislation will also no doubt draw criticism from the anti-suburban sprawl crowd on the grounds that it’s anti-density. No one’s more for density than me — but within reason. The “we want density” argument could be justified to eliminate all setback requirements or to justify allowing multi-family apartments in single-family zoned areas: certainly not even the most ardent density advocates would go for that. My fear, however, is that the vote on Conlin’s legislation to come will have more to do with the money than merits. If that’s how it plays out, the grassroots Krause group will be hard pressed to overcome Duffus’s connections and campaign contributions.

Seattle-ites can and should act before their neighborhoods are affected. As per the “Stop It” page on OneHomePerLot.com, concerned citizens can, inter alia, e-mail Conlin (e-mail: richard.conlin@seattle.gov) to voice support for his upcoming legislation. Or they can sign this online petition at Change.org. Or they can contact Duffus’s West Seattle/Queen Anne development company and simply ask him to spare their neighborhoods — at the very least by building homes that conform in character to the surrounding neighborhoods. (That’s my tactic, not OneLot’s.) If the guy isn’t completely evil to the core, he’ll consider such requests.

Across the street from casa de Jenkins they’re squeezing a three-story modern into what used to be a small sideyard. Total space between houses — three feet.

Unfortunately there isn’t much we can do about the project across the street. As per state law, once a building permit is issued the right to build vests — the City cannot take that right away. No public notice is required under this loophole, so no one can do anything about it. The dwelling is being constructed at break-neck speed, and I seriously doubt the builder will stop midstream to consider the neighbors’ feelings. According to reports a Queen Anne couple asked Duffus to minimize the impact of one of his projects by building a two-story building instead of a three-story one. He agreed — for $100,000. (They declined.) After losing my kids’ college funds to a Louisiana parish as the result of some serious Olympia overreaching (more), I’m a tad short.

Here’s hoping the Seattle City Council acts before other Seattle-ites are forced to reach into their pockets to prevent neighborhood ruin. If the Council votes “one home one lot” legislation down — well, you’ll know who it’s working for. Unless your name is Dan Duffus, it’s not you.

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Couldn’t have said it better myself:

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George Peper captured the essence of golf fabulously at the end of his 'Two Years in St. Andrews."

As I prepare to travel to Scotland this June, I’ve been reading a bundle about the home of golf — and golf generally. Although I’m not sure how it will lower my scores, I’ve taken a keen interest in the history of golf, both ancient and recent. In the latter category my most recent read is George Peper’s Two Years in St. Andrews: At Home on the 18th Hole, a book about two years the former editor of Golf Magazine and his wife spent living in their apartment off the 18th hole. I read it with hopes of picking up a few pointers about playing the Old Course and enjoying the town generally, and that I did. But at the very end of the book I read a quote — a paragraph, actually — that really struck me. Mr. Peper was asked to represent the Royal and Ancient Golf Club and speak at the annual dinner of the Fife Golf Association, an annual gathering of clubs in the area. Toward the end of his speech he described the game in a way that captured the game’s essence to the Scots and, well, to this blog-keeping non-Scot:

Someday I hope to bring my grandchildren here to Scotland — not to show them what golf is but to show them what it isn’t — that it isn’t $200 million resorts and $200,000 membership fees, that it isn’t six-hour rounds and three-day member guests, that it isn’t motorized buggies, Cuban cigars and cashmere headcovers. It’s a game you play simply and honorably, without delay or complaint — where you respect your companions, respect the rules, and respect the ground you walk on. Where on the 18th green you remove your cap and shake hands, maybe just a little humbler and a little wiser than when you began.

Except for the dig at three-day member-guests, which I quite enjoy, the now St. Andrews resident hit it spot on. And as I struggle with the question of why, exactly, I’m forking out a quarter’s worth of future colleage tuition to go on a two-week golf junket, his description of the game in Scotland reminded me of why I need to go there. At the risk of hyperbole, our trip isn’t so much a junket as a pilgrimage. And I’m very fortunate to have the means and family that allow me to take it.

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Like most people who spend at least a few hours a day banging a keyboard in front of a vision-sapping monitor, Facebook is part of my daily routine. I admit — I look at it several times a day — if for no other reason than that the content on my friend-driven news feed is far more interesting than what’s elsewhere on the internet. So it was with tremendous disgust today I made the mistake of clicking through a post left on my Wall to something called “Par Mates.” From what I can tell, it was a photo shoot Golf Digest did in Las Vegas to promote golf in Sin City. One of the photos was of some teenage- or early twenties bimbo draped all over a statue of Old Tom Morris:

I have to say it’s probably the most disturbing thing I’ve ever seen on Facebook and certainly the worst content I’ve ever seen on Golf Digest. I could go on and on here about why I’m so offended, but I actually have more important things to work on today.

Suffice it to say, if I still subscribed to GD I’d cancel my subscription. For now I’ll wonder aloud: is nothing sacred?

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