Saturday, September 24, 2016
I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I first played here in way back in '06 while I was still pretty new to the game, and once more a year or two later. Considerable time passed (for whatever reason) and now I'm finally back.
Thursday, September 8, 2016
These are strange, wondrous times we live in. Back in the analog era, you didn’t just hop in the car and drive for hours to some strange area without a specific idea of what you were going to do once you got there. You had to plan. Make calls. Unfold maps.
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
He may not be willing to release his tax forms, but thanks to the providence and foresight of those other founding fathers—of golf in the USA that is—Trump’s USGA handicap is indeed a matter of public record.
Sunday, August 7, 2016
For the people of Manhattan just being a golfer is a struggle, to say nothing of the steeper challenges faced by those who dare to try to be good at golf. And as I was reminded of on a recent visit I am far from alone in this plight. The struggle spreads across all ages and socioeconomic classes and its ramifications will run deep into future generations of shitty golfers.
Tuesday, July 19, 2016
There’s not a whole lot of actual golf going on here. Plenty of sweating at the range though. Nevertheless I need to report on the birth of an exciting new on-course style trend: going forward I’ll be wearing a “booney hat”, probably for the rest of the summer at least.
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
I’m currently in the thick of off-peak season, so what an odd time for me to be attempting golf at one of the hardest courses in North America. But it was an occasion I couldn’t pass up. Recently I found out that I have a cousin once-removed who’s a high school golfer in Southern California. He’s potentially Ivy League material, and so now that school’s out for summer he’s flying into NYC to check out a few universities here in the Northeast as well as attend a little pre-college golf camp.
Thursday, June 2, 2016
But Orange County is not exactly a golf wasteland and so where one door was closed, another open one was found without looking too far.