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Category: Rants And Random Ramblings (page 3 of 8)

Why don’t the men promote their sexiness?

Whether you like it, hate it, or feel indifferent, many professional female golfers promote their sexiness on their respective tours. And the LPGA certainly doesn’t seem to discourage it.

So why don’t the men do it? Don’t they realize they have many fans attracted to men? There are some seriously sexy players on the PGA Tour, but we just don’t seem to hear too much about that. Sure, we’ll get a rare scantily clad image, but I bet they’re not regarded well by their peers. Ian Poulter’s recent nude photo had its share of negative press. Frankly, while I don’t mind that kind of exposure, I find some of them extremely sexy while fully clothed on the golf course.

The golfers who do get some press about their sexiness are predictable choices, like Adam Scott and Camilo Villegas. Watching the final round of the Zurich Classic of New Orleans this weekend, I couldn’t help but notice a couple others. It doesn’t seem so long ago that I would have been gaga over 26-year old Andres Romero, who sat casually yawning in the clubhouse checking out his i-tunes library on a laptop while waiting to see if he’d be faced with a playoff. Instead, I was gaga over Peter Lonard, the 40-year old on his way in, threatening to be the playoff contender. Admittedly, I haven’t seen too much of him, so I had to wait until he was on 18 and removed his cap to even know if there was hair under there (there is), but I didn’t care. There could be a slightly Costner-esque appeal there, but he just looks like the quintessential golfer to me, and in my mind, that’s sexy. But you won’t see him getting any steamy press. Except, I guess, for here on this blog. If you can call this “press.”

Dear Peter, I’m sorry you didn’t force the playoff. Not only for a chance at winning, but so that I could see more of you. I hope to see more of you atop the … leaderboard in the future, since we all know you won’t get camera time if you’re not.

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How to Play with a Woman

Much of the advertising on golf broadcasts and in magazines already gives the older guys medicinal “advice” for a playing around with a woman, but I’m focusing on playing a round of golf with a woman. And while many of the younger men already seem to have a handle on it *ahem* and I’m targeting this discussion towards the less evolved individuals of the older generations, there are some young lads who have picked up on certain behaviors from the adult males in their worlds and should also have a read.

The main premise of it all is: She’s a golfer, just like anyone else you play with.

The golf game itself

When it comes to her game, there is no need to offer unsolicited pointers. Just like anyone else, she’ll ask if she’s interested. And, just like anyone else, she may know more or less about rules and etiquette than you do. Don’t assume she needs your advice in this area. Just like anyone else, she’ll ask if she wants confirmation that the drop she’s taking is correct. And, just like anyone else, it will be obvious if she is an inconsiderate playing partner. Would you correct a man in that situation or just complain about it with your buddy and never invite them to play with you again (or hope you never get paired up with someone like that again)? Don’t alter your behavior by condescending to her just because she’s a woman. She’s just another golfer; some you enjoy playing with and some you don’t.

Standard behaviors and civility

Think about all the rounds you’ve played with all the different men and their individual styles. Your behavior adapts to certain situations, doesn’t it? No difference here. You might tone down your antics if you played with an esteemed colleague. Think how your behavior would change if you were lucky enough to play with Tiger Woods. You might enjoy a rare cigar if you played with a sales prospect who happens to bust some out. The point is, you’re already applying the following simple guidelines when it comes to playing with different people. If you’re not already applying them to women as well, why not?

1. Assess the delicacy of the situation

When you’re playing with your usual group, you know those personalities and what is acceptable or what is not. When people play together for the first time, it’s courteous for both parties to act in a civil manner and not use foul language. The default setting in golf (and in life) should be polite. Golfers understand that bad shots can cause spontaneous reactions and you’ll be able to take cues from such outbursts or reactions to them to establish one another’s comfort level with language. A woman may have a fouler mouth than you and should be equally attentive to your preferences.

2. Treat the person like a human being who happens to play golf: with respect

If men play from different sets of tees, they still treat each other with respect and appropriate etiquette on the tees. If a woman plays from the forward tees, have the courtesy to give her the same. She may have to trek up 20 yards to tee up, but she can still hear and see you as you fiddle with your clubs or carts and talk about your shots. And just like your buddies, she’d appreciate another set of eyes tracking her ball as well. Also, if you’re riding in golf carts, please remember to always stop at the forward tees if she’s playing from there. You may be excited to go find your golf ball but there’s still another golfer who needs to tee off. If you were all playing from the back tees, you wouldn’t drive off before the last golfer took her shot.

Don’t treat her like being a woman is a handicap (even if you think it is). Just like any other golfer, she may be more or less skilled than you. Women are generally more realistic about their skill level than men and will play from the appropriate length. Whether or not she plays from there, calling the forward tees “the ladies tees” implies that all women should be required to play from that length no matter their skill or distance and is degrading. Plus, it only further cements your unwillingness to play from there even if you should. And if you should, she knows it. She has choices just like you, and if she doesn’t want to sit in the “back of the bus,” she doesn’t have to. If she’s old fashioned or otherwise not offended by this, you should still behave as if it would. It’s a good habit to adopt.

Don’t talk about how important it is to you that your final score be better than hers (even if that’s how you feel). Being a man doesn’t entitle you to play better than she does. Story time:

I played with an older gentleman who thought it was appropriate to keep mentioning how all he wanted to do was score better than I did. Throughout his long life, he never played passionately or developed his game, and only played occasional rounds over the years. He should have been playing from the forward tees, he took (we gave him) all the mulligans he needed to maintain a modicum of pride, and as we kept score, we were quite generous. Even with all of that, he still couldn’t have bested my legitimate score but kept the delusion alive and out loud. Being fond of this man and knowing his style (his position in life has him accustomed to “yes men”), I finally told him that even “if” he didn’t beat me, we’d be sure to tell him he did. He laughed, and was duly appeased. Without that fondness and established relationship, had that behavior come from anyone else, I would have reached a breaking point, unleashed, and brought him down to size.

The point is, no matter how good you are (or think you are) you’re not entitled to play better than anyone else because of their gender any more than you are because of their race or religion. Would you assume you could beat someone just because they’re Latino or Jewish? And if you actually would, would you say so? And if you would, would you please not go out in public?

The vast majority of the men I’ve played with are polite and respectful and don’t need these guidelines. But for those who do, you know who you are. And I can only hope you’ll pay attention. And I’ll leave it at that for now. Yes, it turned into a little of a rant there, but what can I say? I’ve gots me passionate opinions.

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Ladies: don’t let sexism (or anything else) keep you off the course!

Let’s face it: there are barriers that prevent women from taking up golf as well as staying in once they’ve taken the plunge. Not the least of which is the attitude that still exists among some men.

With the recent Kelly Tilghman/GolfWeek situation, the golf world at least seems to me making strides towards quelling its racist history and reputation. Not so for sexism, which is still reinforced and even encouraged. The attitudes in professional golf set an example and trickle down to the amateur level. Allowing or ignoring it at the top just isn’t going to help. When women speak up about the comments or treatment we receive, we’re mostly ridiculed for having a chip on our shoulders or being “whiners,” and if we keep quiet, we just perpetuate the problem. When you can’t even win for losing, it’s understandable that women might want to turn away from the game altogether. But we musn’t!

Ladies, just play. Don’t let them get to you. Speak up if that’s your style. Let it all roll off your back if you don’t like to rock the boat, but play!

Golf is such a mental game. The slightest distraction can hinder performance and when you encounter misogynist pigs on the links, it’s difficult not to let it seep into your brain and mess with your swing (and score), leading to another barrier: frustration. Some women leave the game because the ratio of hassle to improvement doesn’t seem worth the time and effort. The good news is that golf manufacturers, retailers, pro shops and teaching professionals are recognizing the buying power of our demographic and are catering more and more to our needs. The avenues are there for you, you just have to persevere and not worry about the lack of fairness that such a barrier exists.

Personally, I enjoy golf so much that no “unfair barrier” could ever make me leave it. If you break through the barriers you experience, chances are you will feel the same. Which brings me to another one: confidence (or lack thereof). Many women feel intimidated at the thought of getting out on the course. There can be many reasons for this, and they’re all kind of inter-related, such as lack of athletic background, anxiety about rules and etiquette, fear of embarassment or ridicule, performance anxiety, and beginner jitters. None of those were ever a problem for me. I have an athletic background, I’m an avid learner so my knowledge of rules and etiquette surpassed most casual players rather quickly, I don’t have much shame, I thrive on the challenge of performing, and I love the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. But if that doesn’t describe you (most are mental and you could become that way if you wanted, but that’s another story for another blog), there are still ways to surmount these issues and get up to speed. Now that I’m thinking of it, I should do another post on just that topic. This one’s getting long as it is. The point is, lack of confidence is only a hurdle, not a wall.

Just this week, I had a conversation with a colleague that went something like this:

She: You’ve only been playing for three years? Did you play before and you only just picked it back up?

Me: No, I first picked up a club about three years ago.

She: So I can do it! It’s not too late!
(she’s younger than I am)

Me: Of course you can!

She: Well I love going to the range and hitting balls. It’s so much fun. But I really want to play.

Me: You should! Why haven’t you?

She: I’ve been told I’m not worth the tee time. (laughs)

Me: (good that she sees the light side of that) Ohh.. that’s just wrong. Get out there. A lot of the clowns out there aren’t worthy and it doesn’t stop them.

She: I’m going to. I’m really gonna do it.

Hooray! Another volunteer to our troops! Then the discussion turned to gear selection and such, which is something many beginners (women and men) struggle with. She, like me, is going to go out and immediately acquire the best money can buy that feels good for her swing. And get a proper fitting while she’s at it. Of course, this isn’t for everyone and most people would recommend some kind of starter set while you develop your swing before you invest your hard earned clams on the latest and greatest.

Now, this is a highly intelligent, confident and successful woman who has been at least somewhat discouraged from entering the game for some amount of time. And if I remember correctly, the statement about her not being “worth the tee time” was from someone in her own family! But she’s been having fun on the range and, never having stepped foot on a golf course, already has the bug.

Sometimes all it takes is a toe in the shallow end to make you want to dive in. It’s an easy bug to catch and the stronger it gets, the further you get from the hurdles in the dust behind you.

Tiger Woods Can’t Lose

I think it’s clear that Tiger Woods is unstoppable, at least for the foreseeable future.

His remarkable combination of talent, drive and passion surpasses that of any other golfer in the world. As if that weren’t enough, it seems he has something else going for him as well. This month and this year, especially. According to one interpretation, anyway.

Starting today, Tiger has a powerful force in his corner. Just what the rest of the field needs, right? Here are some excerpts:

Tiger Woods Laughing Capricorn

Your January Horoscope by Susan Miller Capricorn (December 22 – January 19)

“The year 2008 is just made for you!”

“Pluto is about to make a stunning move out of Sagittarius and into Capricorn on January 25” … “Pluto has the slowest orbit around the Sun and therefore spends the longest time in each sign and house of the zodiac. That allows Pluto to make a truly indelible impression as it travels through a house – in your case, your 1st house of personality and personal desires, determination, and dreams.”

“Others will admire your single-minded determination to succeed, for surely, Pluto will require an all-or-nothing approach from you. As a Capricorn, your motivation and ambition to succeed has always been high, but now it is about to become sharpened, focused, and intensified. Your ability to persuade others will become more effective too, for you won’t take “no” for an answer!” (emphasis mine)

“Were you born on December 28 or close to this date? You actually are in a perfect position to reap benefits galore.” (Tiger’s birthday is December 30.)

Did you notice the part about Pluto – I thought Pluto wasn’t a planet anymore – entering Capricorn today? Tiger shot a -7 (65) today at the Buick Invitational to take a 4 shot lead into the weekend at Torrey Pines.

Regardless of your opinion on horoscopes, there is no debating Tiger’s dominance in golf. Personally, I enjoy believing (the positive parts of) my horoscope. I find it fun. And as a Capricorn myself (January 4), I share Tiger’s stellar forecast and can tell you that my year is getting off to a fantastic and fortunate start! Now if only my golf game would show it.


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People (still) assume female golfers are lesbians

Random acquaintance: I heard you play golf?Gay symbols

Golf Chick: You heard right.

Random acquaintance: But you’re not gay!

Golf Chick: It’s a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy these days. Shhh.

Random acquaintance: Really?

Golf Chick: *eye roll*

And so it goes. The stereotype of female golfers being lesbians is alive and well. At least among non-golfers and people who don’t really follow the sport. But who really cares about them?:

Golf Chick: You know, the vast majority of professional female golfers are heterosexual. Can you even name a single gay player?

Random acquaintance: How about Billie Jean King?

See what I mean?

It’s no secret that there have been several gay players on the LPGA over the years. I suspect there are several gay players on the PGA Tour as well, though I couldn’t name a single one. If “a few good men” came out to the public, would that build a stereotype of male golfers being gay? Yeah, right. Football, with all its contact and soft core porn sequences couldn’t even sustain that image if a star player or two actually ever came out.

Let’s get serious

Sadly, being gay is still a stigma for professional male athletes. Hell, I think it’s still a stigma for any male, especially with such macho (and purportedly straight) athletic role models, whether or not the gay man actually looks up to them.

Is it still a stigma for women?

That’s difficult for me to answer. I can’t know what it feels like to be a lesbian or whether or not people judge you because of it. I imagine there is still plenty of that going on.

However, I think there is an element of acceptance due to a sexualized society. Guys like the idea of two women together. As long as they’re pretty, of course. And there are plenty of insecure pretty girls who crave the attention of men so much that they will alter their behavior, their actions, their bodies, and their sexual orientation to get it and therefore can’t really be judgmental of lesbians. But that’s qualified tolerance, not acceptance. Personally, I hate that the word “tolerance” is used to describe freedom from bigotry. Who wants to be tolerated?

I think openly gay women are secure with themselves and, while they might appreciate universal acceptance, don’t need it. Just like secure straight women don’t care if they’re assumed to be gay just because they play golf. I know I don’t.

Back to the lighthearted fun

I recently discussed this topic with my friend, Wendy Dexter, who specifically asked to be fully named when I told her I would write about it. She’s a whack-job free-spirited, outspoken, fun character and I love hanging around her. She does not play golf. She does not watch or follow professional golf. Just the perspective I sought.

First, Wendy said she assumed all female golfers were lesbians and that I was the exception.

Then, after more discussion and her giving it more thought, she said she guessed not all female amateurs could be gay, but that she was still certain the pros must be. And that the better amateurs probably are, too. Whaaaa? Then the conversation went something like this (though it wasn’t nearly this streamlined):

Golf Chick: So, the better the golfer, the greater the likelihood she is gay?

Wendy: Exactly.

Golf Chick: Can you be good and not be gay?

Wendy: Probably not. Wait, but you’re not bad, right?

Golf Chick: Only compared to some. So, will you become gay if you improve to a certain level?

Wendy: No, I guess not. But you probably won’t improve that much if you’re not gay.

*another round of drinks is delivered*

Golf Chick: Do you have to be good to be gay?

Wendy: Are we in a “Sex and the City” episode? That sounded like a Carrie question. I can just see you typing this up and then comes the voice over: “Do you have to be good to be gay?” Or “gay to be good?” Whichever, I think you do.

Golf Chick: Can you be gay and be bad at golf?

Wendy: Hmm… probably, you just have a better shot at being good than if you were straight.

Golf Chick: Do you have to be born gay or can you choose it in order to improve your game?

Wendy: Would you?

Golf Chick: If you weren’t f—ing with me and this had any merit, I might really consider it. Greg would probably understand.

But she was only halfway f—ing with me. She actually does assume that female pro golfers are all gay. And, she claims that belief is the majority opinion in the non-golfing community. I tend to believe her because she has more friends and connections in reality than a lot of teens do on Facebook. She’s got the pulse of the community, one could say. I assumed but neglected to ask if that majority opinion includes gay non-golfers. Note to self to follow up.

I went on to explain the current atmosphere of the LPGA Tour and how most of the top players are straight, and that some of them are even adored for their looks, sexy or wholesome.

Wendy was flabbergasted.

For the record, I’m pretty sure Wendy is straight. Though I wouldn’t be surprised if she gave women a try just to be sure. And while the stereotype may have a negative connotation for many believers, it doesn’t for Wendy. She loves everyone.

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How is your memory of golf holes?

Mine stinks. Unless there is something remarkable about the hole – like how it looks or how I or someone in my group plays it – I generally don’t remember it until I’ve been there at least a handful of times.

Sometimes I don’t even remember entire golf courses! For example, I was visiting my family in south OC over the holidays. We got a foursome together to play the only course around that could give us a tee time at such short notice. Oh, we probably could have gotten on at one of the more ritzy and spendy courses but two of our players (Mom and my Faunt – that’s faux aunt if you were wondering) were beginners and we were just going to play a fun scramble so we weren’t going to break the bank on this outing. Our fourth player is a good friend and neighbor and has some skills even if he doesn’t use them all that often.

We chose to play Shorecliffs in San Clemente and I was pretty sure I had played there before. Sounded familiar, anyway. And I thought I remembered seeing it on my list of courses played. I checked out their website, which doesn’t say much but I found another site that mentions the narrow fairways and small greens (as well as it being Richard Nixon’s home course). You’d think that would help stir my memory. Incidentally, I’ve seen some great websites by Cybergolf, and I don’t know how long they’ve had the contract for Pacific Golf Enterprises, but they really need to add some more content there!

Anyway, even as we were driving to the golf course, I was wracking my brain to recollect whether or not I’d played there before. I could vaguely remember going there before because I think we took a wrong turn or something. Then it happened. I pulled into the parking lot and I vividly recalled one of the golf holes there! The 19th, to be specific. Yes, I remembered the people we met and even some of our conversations. I even know we talked about our respective rounds that day, just not the details to help me remember the course. I remembered the grizzly-but-fuzzy-underneath bartender. I remembered the practice green & range, the layout of the bar and restaurant and how it connected to the golf shop. But I still couldn’t remember the golf course.

Shorecliffs golf hole Here’s a photo of one of the golf holes at Shorecliffs I found on the site I mentioned above. This is an example of a hole I remember when I see it because of what happened there. And probably only because it happened so recently. Obviously, it’s really narrow up there but it also slopes severely to the left. Since we were playing a scramble format, we chose the “best ball” off the tee for our second shots. On this hole, that happened to be mine, but it wasn’t ideal, either. I actually hit it on the right side and thought it was going to be good but it rolled all the way down to the left and wound up in the far end of that waste bunker. That, I remember. But I still couldn’t tell you what hole number this is. I see the bluff on the left and recall there were some homes in danger of coming down with a landslide where it gets steeper up by the tees. Seems like I read somewhere they had landslide damage on #6, so maybe that’s it. Oh dear, and it’s supposed to rain a lot starting tonight. I hope they’re braced if not moved out. There I go on another tangent… demonstrating how we remember that which we observe most.

What do I observe?

Actually, my recall of most golf courses often revolves around the 19th hole, the pro shop and the practice facilities. When I try to remember a golf course, that’s where I start and try to work my way out from there. So many golf holes just seem to blend together. I do tend to recall them once I’m standing on the tee again but I sure wish it went beyond that. Is it because my golf mind is inexperienced? I don’t think so. I’ve played with guys who have about the same level of experience and they remember where the trouble is on a particular hole or what the ideal position is on the fairway. Maybe it’s because I played so many courses in such a short amount of time in my “formative” golf years. I don’t know.

Maybe my golf game would be better if I observed more like Greg

Greg’s golf memory astounds me. He doesn’t just remember the types of things I mentioned above – oh no. He knows them all by hole number, location and what we both shot there. Usually each shot, as well. And he doesn’t even have to be at the course to do it, either. We could be at a gathering talking about golf and he could describe any course he’s played, hole by hole. A guy could be talking about a round he played at a random course and the one hole that destroyed his score and just as he begins to describe the hole, Greg will light up and say something like “oh yeah, number 7, the par 4 with the elephant grass along the right… you gotta stay left off the tee and then don’t be long on your next shot or you’ll have tree trouble if the bunker doesn’t catch you…”

Don’t get me wrong. I actually enjoy the way my mind works. It can be frustrating but it’s also fun. I just think my golf game might improve if I had better recall of golf holes. Maybe this year I’ll work on paying more attention to holes, shots and trying to store those thoughts. The trick will be remembering to try.

How’s your golf hole memory?

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Swinging in the New Year!

glen annie new year fireworks

Normally, the photo above would show a great view of the Channel Islands from Glen Annie. Since the photo wasn’t great anyway, I decided fireworks would be more appropriate for the occasion.

Glen Annie Golf Club, which we played today, is one of our favorite courses around here. Within a fifteen minute drive, there are probably 10 courses we could play. Extend that to an hour drive and it’s probably more like 30 or so. 1.5 – 2 hours? Holy cow… I don’t even want to try to count.

At a “good traffic” time, Glen Annie is exactly an hour away, in Santa Barbara, CA, and basically across the street (freeway) from the more celebrated Sandpiper Golf Course. Sure, Sandpiper has a couple beautiful ocean holes but other than that, it’s simply another beautifully groomed resort-like experience. Cross over to Glen Annie and you’ll find equally good conditioning, interesting golf holes, a challenging layout, great greens, friendly and professional service, fewer people, and… you’ll spend less than half what you would at Sandpiper. If you live in the tri-county area (that’s Santa Barbara, Ventura and San Luis Obispo counties), you’ll get even better rates.

All the tee markers are in the shape of frogs, which I find quite cute, and there are frog crossings on a couple of the holes from which you get a free drop. I haven’t found anyone who has actually seen a frog using the crossings because evidently it’s too warm for them to travel during the day and golfers aren’t out at night.

Glen Annie frog crossing

Watch out for those frogs!

You may not get the ocean holes, but you’ll get plenty of ocean views. Stunning ones at that. Today was so clear and calm we could see every single Channel Island (Greg – the frog – can point them all out by name) and that’s not an uncommon day at Glen Annie. It was a great way to end our 2007 year of golf. We played with two great guys who happen to belong to the men’s club there – Paul and Brian. (Paul lives right off the course and can hear the frogs at night, especially in mating season!) Actually, in all our rounds there, we’ve only ever been paired up with one annoying creature. He was harmless, he just talked too much and offered unwanted advice trying to show off his course knowledge. But we have good memories and enjoy making fun of some of his more memorable antics. He knew we’d played there before but he just kept it up. Not just shot-making advice, either. I happen to do a pretty good impression of him warning us to “be careful on this steep hill… gotta watch those speed bumps.” Yeah, even if we hadn’t been there before, we’d need that, right? We laugh about that every time we play that hole. So we’re simple – sue me. But I digress.

Back to Glen Annie

It was cold when we arrived at a little after 7:00 AM but after a couple holes, the sun had warmed everything up including us and it turned into a perfect day with perfect weather and we had a great time. There was hardly any wind to speak of until the last few holes and that was only a matter of determining direction and adjusting by one club maximum. When we got home, we were welcomed by the familiar Santa Ana winds that were (and still are) gusting at unpleasant levels for golf, to put it mildly.

We’re not playing tomorrow to swing in the new year. We did that today. I predict tomorrow will be a lazy day of recovery from the festivities tonight. Actually, I still need to clean my house after coming home to the disaster area I left when I went to visit my family for Christmas. More disaster than usual, that is. I’m not much of a housekeeper anyway – and I’m being kind to myself there – but now this place is strewn with holiday mess as well. Perhaps I’ll resolve to do better with that in 2008. Yeah, perhaps.

Speaking of plans

Thank you all for reading. I’m looking forward to more blogging next year. And I have some new ideas that should be fun, but they’re still in the planning stages so I don’t want to say much. I hope you’ll stay tuned and keep your comments and emails coming. I really enjoy doing this, especially when it includes interaction with you.

Crap – it’s getting late and I have to go get dolled up – or at least cleaned up – to go out and celebrate.

I hope you all swing in the new year in style and have a happy, healthy and prosperous 2008. See you next year!

Happy New Year!

May they all roll true in 2008.

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Happy Holidays

Here’s wishing you all a joyful holiday season and a brilliant new year.

May all your shots find their targets.

Golfchick holiday card 2007

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Getting along with pigs

I’m still the only woman on my golf club. As I think I’ve mentioned before, there are some dissenters but they seem to have been quieted. Over the last couple years, I guess I’ve gained the respect of most.

There’s one guy who was always the most annoying, the most vocal (and loud, at that) and verbally offensive. I get along with him well now. I still won’t play in his foursome or want to be in front of or behind his foursome because I’m not good enough to not let his antics distract my game. But after our tournaments, we get along just fine. I guess we’ve reached an understanding of sorts.

gary the pig

How do I get along with this pig?

First of all, I think he’s not as piggy underneath as all his bluster and BS on the outside seem to show. Second, I think he knows I understand that. Third, we’ve had enough run-ins that I think he sees where I’m coming from as well. Now when he gets out of line around me, I dress him down and he accepts it. Plus, he no longer adds fuel to my fire by showing how much that excites him. It seems to work.

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Baseball gets rid of umpires to be more like golf

In a shocking move today, Major League Baseball announced that beginning next season, they will use no umpires.

The umpires weren’t planning a strike. No, this announcement comes on the heels of the Mitchell Report being released. Even though officials are refuting several names on the list of players identified to have taken steroids, the MLB commish has been in private meetings all month coming up with this controversial plan. In a press conference later today, Bud Selig is expected to say “…people trust golfers because they call their own strikes, so to speak. We need the fans to start trusting us again.”

Golfers are pure, even angelic

Indeed. Golfers would never take performance enhancing substances. It goes against the integrity of the game and the honest nature of each and every player. The game’s rules are policed by the players themselves, so all that’s required to make sure they don’t take drugs is to make it a rule. Forget testing, these players will be just as responsible for this as they are for adding their own penalty stroke when they take a drop out of a hazard. No wonder baseball wants to be more like golf.

Here’s a scenario

Clemens rageI can see it now: Clemens throws a 98 mph heater (okay, make that 91) that sails by Miguel Tejada, who doesn’t even flinch. It was a close one, and the crowd goes quiet for a moment. Clemens shrugs and says “Nah, I missed it. That was a hair inside.” Tejada says “No way, man. You got me there.” They begin to argue, each one wanting to give up a call to the other side to gain the fans’ trust and the situation escalates into an all-out, bench clearing, steroid-rage-filled brawl. When the dust settles and several players are rushed to the hospital, eight of the men left standing eject themselves from the game for fighting and the skeleton crew left on the field tries it all again.

Hmmm… perhaps this scenario didn’t come up in Selig’s meetings.

You can read the real story here.

P.S. Greg, I told you pitchers (specifically Clemens) were knee deep in this. Actually, didn’t we bet on it?

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