When I was a little kid, my mom became the best friend of a woman who had a daughter around my age. The two of us would end up in forced playdates every time they wanted to hang out.
Since we both had terrible tempers and brought up the worst of each other, our relationship was tense at best and violent at worst. Our mothers didn’t seem to care. As we grew up, though, this changed. I realized that while we were sitting together on the couch, texting in silence. She looked up for a second and said, “This is way better than beating the crap out of each other with plastic golf clubs.”
That’s how my dad & I kept score. Par was finishing with the ball you started with, under par was finding additional balls…. over par was having to break out a new ball from those plastic sleeves.
I always felt I had better things to do than chase a little white (now they have green , orange, pink,etc. balls) ball around a vast expanse of grass, trees, sand and water all trying to swallow my ball and then bat it back and forth trying to put it in the cup on the green.
My answer to the question of golf was “ is it air conditioned?” I carried mail all day in blazing sun and humidity. The last thing I wanted was to be outside.
A typical response to the question of how I golfed is this: “Not too bad. I got around the course in 2 over”. Meaning that I found two more balls than I lost.
I think it was Lee Travino who answered the question of “Should you swing hard or swing smooth?” by saying “Always swing hard . . . you never know when you may hit it.”
When I played golf in Florida while visiting a friend, we considered it a good round if we ended with the same number of balls we started with (altho rarely THE same balls we started with)
I get the same result by putting a golf ball in my pocket and going for a long walk. :)
In coastal California, a plugger is the guy who gets up early in the morning, takes his golf clubs out of the car and straps his surfbooard to the roof before driving away.
I can’t, for the life of me, picture golf as a plugger pastime. I’m using “plugger” in the context of this comic strip, as defined as “rural, blue-collar workers who live a typical working-class American lifestyle”. I’ve worked my share of warehouse and factory work. The “golf players” of the company were the muckity-mucks in the Front Office, who wined and dined clients with golf outings. The pluggers’ sports seemed limited to bowling.
allen@home over 1 year ago
Yup that was very rare for me.
Baarorso over 1 year ago
I for one am a firm believer in the old saying that “golf is a nice walk, spoiled”.;-D
Yakety Sax over 1 year ago
From NAR>com:
When I was a little kid, my mom became the best friend of a woman who had a daughter around my age. The two of us would end up in forced playdates every time they wanted to hang out.
Since we both had terrible tempers and brought up the worst of each other, our relationship was tense at best and violent at worst. Our mothers didn’t seem to care. As we grew up, though, this changed. I realized that while we were sitting together on the couch, texting in silence. She looked up for a second and said, “This is way better than beating the crap out of each other with plastic golf clubs.”
I had to agree.
juicebruce over 1 year ago
No problem… I don’t play golf ;-)
Indiana Guy Premium Member over 1 year ago
The only golf course you’ll ever see me at is a miniature golf course.
DaBump Premium Member over 1 year ago
Wait — doesn’t everybody? Oh, then again, you have to play golf in the first place.
namleht over 1 year ago
That’s how my dad & I kept score. Par was finishing with the ball you started with, under par was finding additional balls…. over par was having to break out a new ball from those plastic sleeves.
ctolson over 1 year ago
I always felt I had better things to do than chase a little white (now they have green , orange, pink,etc. balls) ball around a vast expanse of grass, trees, sand and water all trying to swallow my ball and then bat it back and forth trying to put it in the cup on the green.
flemmingo over 1 year ago
My answer to the question of golf was “ is it air conditioned?” I carried mail all day in blazing sun and humidity. The last thing I wanted was to be outside.
cor_en_fa over 1 year ago
A typical response to the question of how I golfed is this: “Not too bad. I got around the course in 2 over”. Meaning that I found two more balls than I lost.
'IndyMan' over 1 year ago
I always thought that regardless of the score, it was a good round when it ended, I had more balls than when I started ! ! !
puddleglum1066 over 1 year ago
The best round of golf is the one not played.
phritzg Premium Member over 1 year ago
Pluggers will spend an enormous amount of money on a game they will never become good at.
Zen-of-Zinfandel over 1 year ago
Plugger ends up at the 19th hole, in due course.
Paul D Premium Member over 1 year ago
I think it was Lee Travino who answered the question of “Should you swing hard or swing smooth?” by saying “Always swing hard . . . you never know when you may hit it.”
KEA over 1 year ago
When I played golf in Florida while visiting a friend, we considered it a good round if we ended with the same number of balls we started with (altho rarely THE same balls we started with)
Gent over 1 year ago
Eh me is no play golf. It only for rich folks.
whelan_jj over 1 year ago
Hilarious! It’s not possible to finish with the same ball you started with!
sandflea over 1 year ago
Guess there wasn’t any water holes.
mistercatworks over 1 year ago
I get the same result by putting a golf ball in my pocket and going for a long walk. :)
In coastal California, a plugger is the guy who gets up early in the morning, takes his golf clubs out of the car and straps his surfbooard to the roof before driving away.
Indiana Guy Premium Member over 1 year ago
I can’t, for the life of me, picture golf as a plugger pastime. I’m using “plugger” in the context of this comic strip, as defined as “rural, blue-collar workers who live a typical working-class American lifestyle”. I’ve worked my share of warehouse and factory work. The “golf players” of the company were the muckity-mucks in the Front Office, who wined and dined clients with golf outings. The pluggers’ sports seemed limited to bowling.
Jarad P over 1 year ago
This is exactly right.