Golf golf everywhere and not a hole to play.
I feel like the ancient mariner surrounded by something I love and want yet none for me. This weekend the US Open on TV and now, with a little learning, I can see what the great players are doing—or I think I can. I do recognize a lot more than I did a year ago. But I’m not playing!
Yesterday we had our annual golf tournament at work and I worked: set up registration, greeted guests, made hours of small talk, drove the refreshment cart, set up the auction and the raffles and gave the thank you talk at the dinner. I was surrounded by golfers, golf talk, golf equipment but none for me.
Can one learn golf through osmosis? Why do I think not. I did absorb a lot of passion from other golfers this week. But woe is me, I want to play!