Monday, June 22, 2015

Chambers Bay: What Was That?

I've never seen golf terrain like that in person, nor in fact, even on television. After having seen the pros struggle left and right and everywhere in between I can say for sure that you couldn't give me a free round of golf there  to play. It didn't look remotely fun.

I know the Open is supposed to be a true test of talent, but this looked like torture. Course management was more like bumper pool, especially close to the greens, than giving the players the ability to hit an effective shot for the pin. And speaking of the pin - once it was removed, where the hell did the hole go? On camera, ie from the TV viewers eye, until they added those green concentric circles to the TV viewer's perspective, it was almost impossible to tell where the hole was that the players were shooting for.

All in all, it made for a mind boggling test of golf; and the day ended with a winner deservedly victorious; but it sure did create a lot of back and forth trying to get to the last bits of the match to find out who would win.

My guess would be that we won't see the US Open back at Chambers Bay again for a very long time. Just my opinion.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Missed my calling

Every once in a while it's like a giant elephant in my room. I missed my calling. I grew up on the first fairway of a golf course. Our family were members of this beautiful suburban, private country club. My parents continually encouraged me to learn the game. My father was a 6 handicap. My mother started to play after we kids got older. After dinner, we would go out and play the first and ninth hole together, just goofing around. Not my father, of course.

It never interested me. As a child and teenager - it did not hold my interest. My younger brother once reigned as junior club champion. I could whack the ball a country mile back then - further than my mother. Still no interest. One of the other young ladies from the country club families went on to the LPGA tour. I didn't decide that golf was my sport until I was in my late twenties; my father had unfortunately passed away and the family home sold.

I took up the game sporadically over the next ten years until about 16 years ago when I joined a private country club and began playing in earnest. A lot. I started competing. I won a few times. It became a personal challenge for me.

If only hindsight were reality. I would go back and play every day as a child and teen. I would have gone to college for sports management and possibly gotten involved with the golf industry professionally. I saw a post for a position on the Ping website today that sounded like so much fun - a Ping Tour Representative - traveling the country, representing Ping to players at various tournaments, helping them with their clubs, fixing their clubs; and generally representing the brand. It's a job for someone passionate about the game - and someone with a maximum 4 handicap!

They say, do what you love and you will love what you do. While it's too late for me to build up enough game to even join the senior LPGA some day, it would be so much fun to incorporate golf into my work life somehow, someday. At this point, it looks like in retirement I'll be looking for senior cart girl opportunities!