Did you ever play golf with your Dad?

[triple_bogey]

I would love to play golf with my dad, sadly he hates the game.

But I remember as a child when I had my first basketball hoop installed, he then proceeded to drain about 10 baskets in a row from around 15 feet away. He use to play when he was younger. Memories I will remember always.
Thats the only sport we both use to do together.

 

[scottac20]

I remember walking round a course with my dad when I was young and hitting a few balls. He was a very occasional golfer at the time (once or twice a year). A few years later we moved and I met a new friend and we took up golf together. A year or so later I persuaded my dad and brother (who had just recently taken it up) to come for a game as my dad hadn't played in a good few years. The first at my club is a shortish par 3 and I stood up first and hit a beautiful 8 iron that landed 6 foot short straight in line with the hole and then a few seconds later dropped. I don't think anything will ever top that as a golfing memory

 

[hangover]

I play all the time with my dad plus he's in the same society as me. He was using old battered clubs until last year when me and my brother treated him to a full bag of mizuno gear for his 60th. Now he thinks he's Luke Donald with his mizuno tour bag and all the gear. His handicap is 12 which has dropped from 16 since he got his new clubs. I regret getting him them sometimes as I'm stuck on a 14 handicap and can't seem to get lower haha.

 

[vig]

No but play with my son.

Unfortunately he has been barred from playing for 5 months because of a serious back condition but has now been given the ok to start hitting a few balls again.

I wish I had the quality time with my Pa while he was still alive.

I did take him to the odd footy match

 

[mikevet]

Not my dad - he's been gone many years now, but I was introduced to this game by my father-in-law about 6 years ago, and I'm so pleased he did. Now I often play with my 12 year old son and it's great to see his progress. He often joins my friends and me for a round as well, and isn't at all out of place - the game is a great leveller. At our Christmas Texas scramble he was teamed with 2 mid-handicappers and had a great morning and they were full of how much they had enjoyed playing with him and his contribution to their (winning) score.

 

[Scazza]

When I started having lessons at the age of about 13 (I think) my Dad came and played around of golf at the local golf course. He had never played in his life, he hired some clubs & paid his green fee. All I can remember is him carry the clubs around and not hitting a ball again after 2 holes! That was the only time, he vowed never to play again! Haha.

 

[HomerJSimpson]

My dad got me into golf. He was a tidy mid handicaper and took me to Sandown Park driving range (in the middle of their racetrack) for lessons one summer and I was hooked. We never played as often as we should have but now he's gone its something I regret especially when I see father/son events at my club and elsewhere. I wrote this, which summed it up beautifully and which was published in the GM magazine at the time

http://threeoffthetee.blogspot.com/...howComment=1306142263212#c3545168617965678198

 

[Slime]

http://threeoffthetee.blogspot.com/...howComment=1306142263212#c3545168617965678198

Quality Homer, pure quality .

 

[AmandaJR]

My dad got me into golf. He was a tidy mid handicaper and took me to Sandown Park driving range (in the middle of their racetrack) for lessons one summer and I was hooked. We never played as often as we should have but now he's gone its something I regret especially when I see father/son events at my club and elsewhere. I wrote this, which summed it up beautifully and which was published in the GM magazine at the time

http://threeoffthetee.blogspot.com/...howComment=1306142263212#c3545168617965678198

Made me cry - beautiful

 

[SatchFan]

My dad took up the game briefly when my brother and I first started playing. It meant he could get through a packet of 20 Rothmans without my mum nagging him. Trouble was, being a smoker and seriously unfit he was completely wasted less than half way round. He retired ungracefully after about a month.

 

[G1BB0]

unfortunately none of my family play golf and my parents divorced when I was 7 and I didnt see my dad again until I was 18, when he attended my Army Apprenticeship passing out parade.

I now live 10 mins from him so see him regularly. One thing we do together is fishing, in fact, every year my grandad, dad, me and my son go a few times, 4 generations all with a common interest. Its a magical day every time and the fishing doesnt really matter its the company that counts

 

[stevie_r]

No, he had it on his toes when I was about 11 - does anyone here want to be my dad?

 

[Snelly]

No, he had it on his toes when I was about 11 - does anyone here want to be my dad?

Similar story for me. My dad was lower than whale turds, and they are at the bottom of the sea..


That said, substitute my grandpa for father and I echo some of the feelings in previous posts.

My grandpa was a great man. He represented Yorkshire as a golfer, swimmer and also at tennis. He was a scratch golfer when I was knee high to a grasshopper and when I was about five, cut down an old set of irons and got me hitting balls in his garden.

He taught me how to swing a golf club and was a massive part of my golfing life. We played together all the time for about 15 years and it was his view of the game and how it should be played that imbued a sense of what is right and wrong in golf (and life) for me.

Even in his early 70's (when I was in my teens and playing off 1 or 2) he would outdrive me now and then! He played the game briskly, never had a practice swing and hit the ball hard to prodigious lengths. His short game was brilliant too and he was a Links man. His favourite course was Troon and he had shot 3 under there twice.

My mum, his daughter, died when she was 50 of cancer and tragically, he died the next day of a heart attack after telling me that losing her was too much for him to bear. On the very rare occasions that I go to our old club, I wander down the changing room and stand in front of his old locker and wish that things had been different and that he was still around.

He was a typical Yorkshireman but despite that, I miss him terribly.


Snelly.

 

[stevie_r]

Snelly, that is one of those stories that is both heart warming and very sad. I was fortunate enough to have a superb step father, he was only into football and cricket however, not golf. He was, fortunately for me, more of a father than my biological one.

Sadly, due to the tragedy of the disease that is dementia we don't get to spend any meaningful time together these days. He is now madder than a bucket of frogs.

 

[oakey22]

Its tragic to hear all the stories on here, i play with my dad as often as i can, he took up golf about 3 or 4 years before me and its always a challenge to beat him as he is semi-retired and on the golf courses nearly every day of the week. lol

Once he gets off his months holiday in tenerife i think i will sort a game out with him

 

[Iaing]

My dad was a really keen golfer and we played together all the time when I was a kid. He was an enthusiastic rather than good player but he taught me the etiquette of the game at an early age.
He's 78 now and can't play any more due to arthritis.

 

[grumpyjock]

My Dad introduced me to the game and I was his caddy until I became old enough to play with him.
We played every week upuntil he retired from the game in the 80's as his eyesight went.
Have introduced my sons and grandsons to the game and have a good relationship with them all.

 

[Crow]

Me, my brother and my Dad all started playing together at the same time on the local 9 holer when I was about 18, my brother packed it in after a month or so but I played every week with my Dad for about 8 or 10 years. We eventually joined a club (where I've since rejoined) and continued to play between oursleves, never getting involved in the club games, and here was the problem; when I left home and bought a house etc. it became too costly to play so I stopped and my Dad, not knowing any other golfers, stopped soon after. I didn't at the time but now I feel a little guilty.

I started playing again (and so has my brother) and rejoined the old club 5 years ago but never played with my Dad again, though I'm sure he'd of fancied a stroll even on a pitch and putt.

He's 83 now and at Christmas he had a minor stroke which has put everything into perspective. He's recovering well though I doubt he'll be up to playing a game of pitch and putt, but if he is I'll make sure I do my best to get him out there.

 

[CMAC]

Haven't replied to this thread as I find it too emotional, but it wouldn't be fair on my Dad not to.

My dad worked, that's all he did to support his family and had no interest in sport really.

He took up golf in his 60's I think just to get closer to me, his son. He had had several heart attacks and angina the previous years, but kept up with his 24 yr old son who would get impatient when he doddled or would leave his bag at the front of the green when others were waiting, man I regret my youthful impatience but my dad just smiled and kept going.
He's gone now and there's so much I regret not saying or doing, typical bloke!

I write this in the hope anyone who's dad is still with them will cherish what time you have as there's nothing, absolutely nothing you can do about it when he's gone.

 

[Region3]

Although he didn't play at the time, my Dad got me interested in golf because I used to go to the local playing fields with an old hickory shafted 8 iron of his, in the days before ball games were banned on the playing fields!

When I started playing on a course it sparked his interested again and got himself to about 14. We played together every weekend for about 3 or 4 years.

He's now moved to Spain and I keep saying I'm going to get over there to have one last game with him, but I never seem to get around to it.