Comments | cris: teenage soap operas on the 18th hole

cris

teenage soap operas on the 18th hole

Jul 12, 2002 17:53

I signed up for the company golf tournament more out of a whim and desire to get out in summer weather than out of any actual love for the game -- not to mention the idea of playing golf in the middle of a workday felt like some grownup version of hooky ( Read more... )

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brigid July 12 2002, 15:07:44 UTC

fighting while having golf clubs at ones disposal is a bad idea

cris July 12 2002, 17:38:14 UTC

true, but having one of my clubs actually break during the tournament makes me really doubt how much damage can inflict with these things nowadays.

bah on these lightweight graphite shafts and this super-modern technology. bah, I say.

could be worse. He could've tried to make us play baseball.

rojagato July 12 2002, 17:58:22 UTC

He could've tried to make us play baseball.

I read this first as "basketball" and got cold shivers.

But now I'm wondering why, since our experiences of parental athletics seems to be qualitatively different. I'll have to take this to my own journal, I think.

chaizzilla July 12 2002, 23:29:27 UTC

o my god. who'd you hit?

groovenaut July 12 2002, 15:08:47 UTC

I remember similar conversations with my grandmother about bowling. Except I kept at it and tried harder and harder for her until I ruined the tendons in my wrist.

I don't ever do much bowling anymore these days.

cris July 12 2002, 17:39:45 UTC

yikes. I'm glad that I've never actually done any damage to myself from golfing (at least, nothing physical anyway) but then, golf isn't the most physically demanding of sports.

so, out of curiosity, do you miss bowling or do you just leave that in your past?

groovenaut July 12 2002, 17:51:17 UTC

Sometimes I miss it. I was actually pretty good...but now I can't really go more than 2-3 games without feeling it in my wrist. Eh...my wrist is the least of my problems these days. =)

Though...since my grandmother died, I tend to miss her "coaching" sometimes. Now when I think back on it, it seems like it was more her way of passing something on to me, rather than harrassing me. You know?

aidenraine July 12 2002, 16:41:03 UTC

god, so many kids had one of those things with their parents.

Mine were softball and the piano.

Sigh.

cris July 12 2002, 17:41:12 UTC

*sigh* indeed -- though I do kind of wish that I picked up an instrument when I was kid. My mom tried to get my sisters to learn piano, but she was never so hardcore as my dad, and was more than willing to let them drop the lessons when they failed to show any interest.

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cris July 12 2002, 17:44:31 UTC

more or less ;)

though, I don't know, I imagine that it can be just as bad if your parent gets obsessed with living vicariously through their kids. I think part of what drove my dad to invest the sort of vigor that he did into my golf habits is that he started the game as a high schooler and always regretted starting that late, so he wanted to make sure that neither of his sons would have that disadvantage ... and was, of course, disappointed to see us playing more poorly than he did when he was our age.

wantedonvoyage July 12 2002, 21:21:00 UTC

It's amazing how many parents try to relive their own glory days through their kid.

My friend Jeremy coaches little league baseball. Every year, he tells me, he has at least two kids whose parent, usually the father, he has to confront and say, "Either you drop your kid off and leave, or he doesn't play," because the father causes such a ruckus... second guessing the batting order, calling other kids everything from faggot to I-don't-know-what if they hold the team back by not playing as well as his little prodigy, threatening other parents, etc.

Half of those kids, like you, probably didn't even really want to be there. The parent's overzealous behaviour takes all the fun out of it for everyone.

wantedonvoyage July 12 2002, 21:23:06 UTC

I am not bourgeois enough to play golf. By the seventh hole, I'd get hot, take my shirt off, and get thrown out.

chaizzilla July 12 2002, 23:31:19 UTC

or female

btw

I was reminded of a comment from a game way back when. I was playing a round with my dad and two Catholic priests

sounds so like a game opener

cris July 13 2002, 17:21:38 UTC

you want bourgeois? The marketing flack that I was sharing my golf cart with has a fiancee that plays fucking polo. Out of distinctly morbid curiosity I asked her how much all the gear cost, and she started ticking off $300 helmets, hundred dollar mallets, regulation leather boots and fees for stabling your horses. When she said that you needed six horses to engage in tournament play I almost fell out of the cart.