The word golf seems to draw very different human reactions. People who play it can’t get enough of it. They talk about it. They can go into very specific, and some would say annoying, details on golf courses, certain holes, the slope of the green, what clubs they used and on and on. They watch it on TV, and aspire to hit the ball 340 yards, right down the middle, like Rory McIlroy or Dustin Johnson. And, of course, there is no better way to spend 4 or 5 hours.
People who don’t play, can’t even grasp the concept. Grown men and women wasting time and money hitting a ball around acres and acres trying to accomplish something the overwhelming majority will never do, shoot par. If they catch you watching it on TV, they will say go watch this somewhere else. I want to watch…just fill in the blank…anything else. The dramatic finishes at Chambers Bay and the British Open don’t seem to mean anything to them, if you can believe it.


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