Hey Larry Bohannan – I’d round out that foursome!

 

Loved your article in yesterday’s Desert Sun Is it Possible to Take Politics Out of Golf? and if McIlroy, Obama and Hope needed a fourth count me in! Playing with these three guys, in the Valley?  That would be what we in Boston call a wicked good time!

Since I am blessed with a job that allows me to move from my desk chair to the first tee in about 20 minutes on any given weekday afternoon, who I play a round with is just the luck of the draw. I often play with folks I don’t know. That these folks are generally men and I am a woman, we are obvious different. Most of the time, it’s all good. I play from the red tees, they from the blues or gold, and we have a grand time. Or a good time. Or an okay time – depending on how we happen to hit the ball that day. I can not count the times that people I don’t know before the first tee, and who I’ve never seen again have helped, inspired and consoled me on the golf course. As much the feel of the well struck ball, and the 20 foot putt that sinks, the generosity of my fellow golfers keeps me coming back. Like Henry Penick ‘s said – if you play golf, you’re my friend.

But sometimes the rub of the green comes into play. An seemingly innocent question – “Does your husband play golf?” can give rise to a complication. Do I stick with the truth – that I’m a woman who is married to a women and that Jane doesn’t play very often, but when she does, she can drive the ball a mile, or does she become “Jim”? Usually I stick with the truth because I can, but there are times when it seems best not to upset the horses or servants.

And the occasional breach of etiquette – like the 20 something guy who mistook my ball for his on both the first and second hole? (I was so happy to have unfettered access to my own ball on 3 that I missed the putt for par)  Would he have been as careless if I were a 50+ year old guy? There have been instants of out right rudeness. (Not tending the pin and then talking while I’m putting, really?) If you don’t want to playing with me, why do you think with you? There are alternative – the most elegant was the fellows who, when pair with me, told the starter they need more time on the practice green. 

So, playing with McIlroy, Obama and Hope? You bet! Or, since Hope isn’t available, maybe it could be McIlroy, Obama, Bohannan and Bremer. Playing with Donald Trump? If McIlroy, Obama or anyone else want to, great! Let ‘er rip tatter chip. As for me, thanks but no thanks. I’d like a little more time on the practice green and fill out the next foursome.

Peggy Kirk Bell, Champion of Golf’s Many (1921-2016)

“Golffari…a week you’ll never forget…concentrated and superior golf instruction” for families, boys and girls offers the ad in the February 20, 1976 issue of Golf World magazine. At her Pine Needles Lodges and Country Club, Peggy Kirk Bell, a founding member of the LPGA, Peggy Kirk Bell, who died today, offered golf, tennis and swimming in a resort atmosphere beginning in the Sansabelt era.

“In my years I’ve seen quite a lot,” she once said, “I’ve seen some take up golf because they like riding around outdoors in the cart… Some are crazy about the game play because of all the good looking clothes… Some play because they like the feel of a solid hit… But here’s the great thing – we’re all here for something.”*

We’re all here for something – what a generous vision of the game. May we honor this pioneer by continuing to grow this great game for all.

*Different Strokes: the Lives and Teachings of the Game’s Wisest Women, by Mona Vold, 1999, Simon & Schuster, p. 94-95.