Monday, June 23, 2003

The end of golf...

Yesterday, was interesting from a pastime perspective. In Rochester, everyone is a photographer and everyone plays golf. How these two pastimes evolved at this Arctic outpost is amazing to most, but it is rumored to be the results of a Disney brainwash. As everyone with two or more children knows, they are THE pastime.

Got up at 5:30AM for a 6:30AM tee time to shoot 9. 1st hole was a pick up 10 and the rest were varying degree of futility. I was just delirious with a bogey on 9!

Diane and I then traded time slots to go see the final day of the LPGA tournament (Ladies Pro Golf) here in Rochester. Lorena Ochoa standing at about 5' 7" (maybe 120lbs. - not a good judge of ladies weights and, surprise, the LPGA website doesn't publicize them) went out and shot a 66 that day, showing all what a simple, simple game it truly is. Her drives averaged 260yds for the 4-day tournament.

My clubs have been moved from the trunk of the car to the basement to be slowly transmogrified into quaint antiques until it comes time again to have a pastime...like when I take up the pastime of trying to convince Corinne what a simple, simple game golf is!

Colombia According to Nick
Returning from golf after he woke up, Nick asked, "Why were you playing golf?" I had no answer for him.

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