Golf is a game of lies; a game of errors, a game you play with yourself. It’s a game played between your two ears, played in your mind, played by inches.
Golf is like so many things it’s not like anything else.
Golf is the only game played with a ball that is not moving, or not moving until—and if—you hit it.
So many lessons in golf and around golf. Maybe this is also why my love of the game is growing even as I struggle to get time to play and practice. Golf turns out to be a game of language and ideas. And that is my kind of game.