Whats your temperament like?

I tend to have a little swear to myself after a stupid shot that should never have happened. (A duffed iron shot etc)

I haven't yet let loose with rage but a few I have played with have launched clubs, bent them round a tree etc.
 
I'm too lazy to be a club chucker. You have to walk over and get it. Sod that.

Curse, club replaced with some force. Move on.

Bottling it all up isn't healthy either folks.
 
I tend to look on myself as a "Freddie Couples" kind of golfer.
I spend a long time looking around, appreciating the scenery and also spend a great deal of my time whistling as I jauntily meander from one fairway to the next.
Nothing fazes me. Ever.
 
I'm so laid back I'm almost horizontal although I will say the chap I play with on a regular basis is a completely different kettle of fish as his 5 iron bares testament, the shaft is bent like a banana !...:rolleyes:
 
I made a conscious effort to improve my temperament after I smashed my umbrella against a tree after 3-putting from 15ft during a bounce game - I was a bit embarrassed afterwards and decided to save my anger for the office.

I now limit myself to the odd swear word at myself after a bad shot, but then try and concentrate on how I am going to play the next shot, rather than spend the walk getting would up & losing my head.

I've gone from 14-10 since I've made the effort to curb the anger, and a couple of mates have asked if I can switch back as they said my meltdowns gave them a better chance!
 
I tend to look on myself as a "Freddie Couples" kind of golfer.
I spend a long time looking around, appreciating the scenery and also spend a great deal of my time whistling as I jauntily meander from one fairway to the next.
Nothing fazes me. Ever.

What about the rain at Woodhall spa you were crying like a baby:whistle:
 
I'm so calm my playing partners forget I'm out there with them, I'm so reserved, laid back, quiet and unfazed by anything that happens I never feel the need to swear or get angry, I'm just friggin brilliant me ;)
 
I hate playing badly and I play badly all the time. I hate golf and everyone associated with it. I'll break my clubs and then break yours. I'll swear at anyone within earshot and dig up the greens with a wedge. After the round, I'm calm as though. Swings and roundabouts and all that.......
 
I have to admit I was a club chucker. Then I got taken to one side by a friend who pointed out what a tool I was being. Also that as a single figure golfer and a committee man that if I did it then others would feel it was ok. Sometimes it takes being pulled up short to realise when you are being an idiot.

Best comment from someone witnessing a petulant chuck , after I had hurled a club into long Grass was "you might want to throw a provisional Im not sure you will find that!"

I am such a happier golfer and person now for getting over myself!!

Pure class :)
 
I think, if I've hit a poor shot, the best thing is to get the frustration out asap.
Then I can clear my mind and get on with the next one.
I'm more of a club dropper than a thrower and often take a club to a patch of rough - then I give myself a talking to and move on, hopefully having disposed of the tension.
 
I'm trying to be calmer. I still have a good swear at myself but that's just a release valve and I don't take it to the next shot. At least I try not to but I still have lapses back to my old ways. I am most definately getting better though.
 
The longer I've played the less it affects me. A bad hole is part of the game, I learned to accept it now and it has benefited my game. Still proper funny to see someone lose it though, glad it isn't me anymore!
 
If I'm having a really bad round I will get a compact out my bag look into it and give it the fonzy stare and realise how lucky I am and carry on.
 
Like to think I'm pretty laid back, hoicking opening tee shot OB at Hillside does test you :D

However on Friday after duffing one into the water on 18 to blow a level par round on last day of hols went to slam 4 iron into bag where upon it bounced back and clattered into my glasses and drew blood , no sympathy from HiD once she'd picked herself up from rolling around on the fairway in stitches :D
 
I'm not what you would call a serious golfer. I go for walks around my local course for the exercise and take my clubs along so my hands have something to do whilst I'm walking. I tend to try and analyse my cock ups rather than throw a paddy. The one thing that does really cheese me off is that although I can hit my driver in a fairly straight line and keep it on the fairway off holes 1-8, as soon as I get to hole 9, the ball frequently does a severe fade off into the woods never to be seen again. So the only angry thought I ever have on the golf course is ... Why does hole 9 hate me?
 
Top