Friday, November 18, 2005
Why I don't dig Golf
My first game of golf was way back when I was studying in England. There, almost everyone can play the game. Betul...I once bumped into Mahmood the butcher teeing off in his t-shirt and soiled pants.It was cheap to play Golf there. It has to be. Otherwise how can a debt ridden a.k.a Mr Overdraft me afford to play.
Once back in Malaysia, like all young turks who just came back from abroad and leaving their overdraft problems behind, I tried playing the game here. Like a true "Malaysia Boleh" fella, I refused to take lessons from pros. I thought I could rely on what Mahmood the butcher taught me.
I was wrong. I sucked.
I sucked then and I continued "suckering".
After a while they all stop accepting my invitations for a game.
The only thing I enjoy about Golf is being on the greens at 7 a.m while the sun is still not sure of coming out and the mist hovering over the green. Bliss.... and yeah, I just dig racing those Golf buggies man.
By the way, for you non-golfers, don't be misled by the photo of the very cool dude running with his birthday suit being chased by Mr Smith and the Bobby. There are only 18 holes to be played in a golf course.
Hole 19....well...we'll talk about that some other time.
Peace.....
I was wrong. I sucked.
I sucked then and I continued "suckering".
They tell me that you need to play Golf to build up contacts, to "mesra" (Damn I hate that Bob fella) with your clients and blah-blah-blah. It doesn't work for me at least. Mana taknya...half of the time my client will be waiting for me at the green while I was still busy:-
(i) "mencangkul" my ball off some bushes; or
(ii) looking for my ball at the other fairway;
There's just simply no communication when you play with me.
(i) "mencangkul" my ball off some bushes; or
(ii) looking for my ball at the other fairway;
There's just simply no communication when you play with me.
After a while they all stop accepting my invitations for a game.
The only thing I enjoy about Golf is being on the greens at 7 a.m while the sun is still not sure of coming out and the mist hovering over the green. Bliss.... and yeah, I just dig racing those Golf buggies man.
By the way, for you non-golfers, don't be misled by the photo of the very cool dude running with his birthday suit being chased by Mr Smith and the Bobby. There are only 18 holes to be played in a golf course.
Hole 19....well...we'll talk about that some other time.
Peace.....
