billyg
Q-School Graduate
If I could play off 18 , the sun shined on every tee and I could take that to more or less any course I wanted to play in the world I would feel that a good use of my Saturday afternoons for the next twenty years.
Let's be honest , that's only one stroke per hole behind a scratch player. Not bad for a pastime.
Beyond a certain point (i.e. the fats, thins, quitty chips and grounded putts) for me it's about exercise, good company, sunshine, savouring the surroundings and getting away from the idiot box and thinking about work for a few hours.
A solid, respectable if plodding performance that I could take from Picketts Lock to Pebble Beach is the aim.
Life's just too damn short to be worrying about about shaving 0.1 off a handicap this week or next for me. I just want to relax and have some fun.
If I got/get to the point where a missed green or two equalled some sort of existential crisis then I would/will chuck it in. When I see someone of my age have an eppie when they get something wrong I just want to LMAO.
What's the point?
I enjoy it and am lucky enough to share that enjoyment and enthusiasm with a group of friends who between us are just about stupid enough to go out and lug a bag of sticks around a field once or twice a week.
Good enough for me
billyg
Let's be honest , that's only one stroke per hole behind a scratch player. Not bad for a pastime.
Beyond a certain point (i.e. the fats, thins, quitty chips and grounded putts) for me it's about exercise, good company, sunshine, savouring the surroundings and getting away from the idiot box and thinking about work for a few hours.
A solid, respectable if plodding performance that I could take from Picketts Lock to Pebble Beach is the aim.
Life's just too damn short to be worrying about about shaving 0.1 off a handicap this week or next for me. I just want to relax and have some fun.
If I got/get to the point where a missed green or two equalled some sort of existential crisis then I would/will chuck it in. When I see someone of my age have an eppie when they get something wrong I just want to LMAO.
What's the point?
I enjoy it and am lucky enough to share that enjoyment and enthusiasm with a group of friends who between us are just about stupid enough to go out and lug a bag of sticks around a field once or twice a week.
Good enough for me
billyg