Golfing etiquitte and women
The first rule of golfing etiquitte is to let faster players play through. It's been that way for years, centuries, eons. It's just a courtesy thing you can do, if you're playing in a slow group to let a faster group play through. You can be a bad golfer, yet play fast. I know that, because I am bad golfer that can play fast.Anyways, my father took a day's vacay today with the intention of playing some golf with me. We decided to travel the 26 miles to Hillsboro for a "practice round" since our big tourney is coming up next weekend. We teed off at about 9.
In golf, it's all a matter of concept. If you believe you're playing slow, you are playing slow. Dad and I were stuck behind this threesome of senior ladies all about 60+ whom had carts. Usually even with carts, slow players especially slow women will let faster groups play through. I've never had the problem of waiting because 99% of all the women are good about letting groups through.
Today, was the one percent.
We waited every stinking shot. Granted we played in about 3 hours, but it still felt like we were out there for forever and a day. I utterly loathe slow golf. I can't find a rythym because I've always like to tee up, practice swing, hit, walk to my ball, practice swing or two, hit, walk, etc. Now throw in hit, walk, wait, and you have my morning. What really killed me was the fact that by the 12th hole, there was NO ONE infront of them that they had to wait on.
As we were walking off the 11th green, one of them had the gall to say, "We'd let you play through but there's really no where for you to go, being that there's the threesome in front of us, and the walkers infront of them."
My brain almost exploded. I felt the blood vessels in my brain contract, which led me to believe this is exactly how anyersums happen. Who the fuck was she to be dictating pace of play? I didn't see her marshal badge. Plus, they were almost a hole behind by now. Sure we could have caught the other ladies group in front of us. I wanted to explode with the firery rage of 1000 suns, but with an amazing display of self control, I forced a smile and put my clubs down so I couldn't resort to violence.
This was coming from the lady who had just hit it into a tree 15 yards to the left of the tee box, and it bounced BACK into a creek.
GAH!!! Let us go through dammit.
I will say that I don't have a problem playing slow when I'm playing with someone bad and helping them with their swing. But two seasoned golfers should at least be given the option of playing through.
posted by Rusty @ 11:23 AM
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