By Steve Gordon
All I
can say is that it came too fast. I am sitting here in suburban Philadelphia
looking out the window at snow blanketing the ground and my push cart and golf
clubs are still in the car. Of course yesterday coming out of the grocery store
with a weekly cart of food and opening the trunk of the car I wasn’t so happy
to see them there.
It was not
even two weeks ago I was playing golf with friends around here and while we
weren’t in shorts and short sleeves we weren’t bundled up like Ralphie in The
Christmas Story. You know, the kid who was going to shoot his eyes out with the
Red Ryder BB rifle he wanted so badly for a present. Not that it’s related to
golf, I still have a working Red Ryder.
The
bottom line is that there isn’t any golf being played around here with a thin
layer of snow left from the other day and now another inch or two coming down.
That isn’t unusual for this area but…winter came in too fast and the withdrawal
that comes with it for avid golfers.
What is
it Charlie Brown says when he gets frustrated? ARRRRG! Well that’s what I have
been feeling for the past couple weeks, today and I suppose for the next few
months. My long time golfing partner was out west last week playing golf
everyday and sending me texts with photos while I am here recalling all the new
courses we played this past season and a career best round of 76 in the first
round of my clubs Super Senior championship. And with sixes on three of the four par 5's. That's as close as I've gotten to my age at 70.
The
snow is pretty and Christmas is a week away and that is all nice and fuzzy.
BUT… that only goes so far and when the holiday season is over it becomes just
snow that has to be shoveled and navigated on the roads. I don’t mind driving
in the snow but these days it seems more and more that people have no clue how
to drive in it as they all seemed to when I was growing up. Maybe part of the
driving exam should include taking a second driving test in the snow?
Some
people like the winter and winter sports and the snow and ice. I actually like
snow but as the years pass clearing it away gets to be more of a chore than fun
being out in it. As far as winter sports, those days are gone.
I used to take my son sledding to a
local golf course with lots of hills. I guess he is on the hook to take his
girls now. I’d love to do that with the grand kids but I hate to think of what
might happen should the sled flip over dumping me in the snow to roll the rest
of the way down the hill. Forget about snapping on a pair of skies. One of the
worst falls I ever had was on skies and I got up and walked away. Of course
that was 40 or so years ago.
Anyway, here is an avid golfer
sitting inside watching a predicted couple inches of snow pile up on the lawn
and driveway and no place to go.
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I have made the push cart winter ready or I can adapt the bag with equipment to play in the snow.
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Remember that aforementioned career best 76 I told
you about. Everything was working pretty well that day and it was great and
even the guys I was playing with were happy (to a point) to see me have such a
great round of golf. Well as much as I want to forget it I can’t put the second
round of the 36 hole tournament to rest when the final tally was 92 where
virtually nothing went right and it included an 8 (yes, a snowman) on a par three. Don’t ask. I
finished second and was pretty bummed out for a day or two about that. Chalk it
up to an opportunity missed.
On the bright side there is next
year to tee it up and go for the trophy.
Also on the bright side are
memories of other very good rounds I had this past season and a bevy of new
courses played. My longtime golf partner and I are already thinking ahead to
more new courses and golfing together when winter clears out.
I had a couple rounds in the 70’s
which is just something to enjoy as that kind of scoring is anomalous to my
GHIN handicap. Mostly I scored in the low to mid 80’s with a few rounds in the
90’s and…one round over 100 which came near the end of the season on a coldish
windy day.
Working part time at a local golf
course as a starter and marshal I get the benefit of off peak time free golf so
needless to say I played a lot of my golf there, often without a scorecard and
not always a full 18 holes. I just like to play golf and score is not always
relevant to the enjoyment of being outside with a club in my hand trying to hit
a little white ball into a 4 ½ inch hole in the ground.
Away from our home base my partner and I
took road trips. Those road trips are getting longer and longer to play new
courses as we’ve played all the local courses we like many times. Some were day
trips and a couple required an overnight stay.
I’d have to say the highlight of
the road trips was the Reading Country Club where Byron Nelson was once the
club pro. It is a 94-year-old Alex Findlay design where the fairways follow the
rolling terrain and the greens are pitched for natural drainage. Length wasn’t
the challenge on most of the holes, putting your ball in good position on the
fairways and greens was the test.
Conversely to the old school golf
of Reading CC, my second favorite road trip was to The Links at Gettysburg.
Lindsay Ervin designed this more modern layout that opened in 1999 and is as
the name suggests, it is not far from the site of the epic three day battle in 1863
at Gettysburg during Americas Civil War. Here the challenge was avoiding a lot
of water hazards along with some diabolical greens placed on hillsides or dug
into the natural red rock of the area.
I played well at both courses and
that of course goes a long way to liking a course after a first round.
Around those courses were trips to
some old style courses like Hopewell Valley in Hopewell, NJ, Berkleigh in Lehigh County where LPGA Hall of Fame player Betsy King learned the craft, and return visits to old
haunts like the historic Stockton Seaview Resort, host of the 1942 PGA Championship.
A great memory from Seaview
this year was a scramble outing in early spring. It was on the Bay Course that
annually hosts the LPGA ShopRite Classic.
They announced that anyone over 55
could play the forward senior tees. Well my partner and I just smiled as we
were well qualified and within that guideline. The two other players we were
paired with were no shows so we each got two shots on every hole. The forward
tees on the Bay Course are something like 5200 yards. The bottom line is that
with my driving and his wedge play we were rolling in putts all over the place (two for eagle) and turned in a winning score of 59. It’s always great to win, but what a fun
day that was. More people should play the shorter tees.
Other road trips took me to Rock
Manor in Delaware, Royal Oaks in Lebanon, PA, Royal Manchester in Mt. Wolf, PA,
Inniscrone in Avondale, PA, Ramblewood in Mt. Laurel, NJ, The Architects Club
in Phillipsburg, NJ, Mercer Oaks in West Windsor, NJ, Centerton in Elmer, NJ
and return visits to a couple favorite courses we don't get to enough in Running Deer in Pittsgrove, NJ and River Winds in West
Deptford, NJ.
That just scratches the surface of
the golf we played that included rounds at old favorite places too numerous to
name. They were all good times and the golf scores are mostly secondary.
It’s great to pull up the memories
of those rounds on this snowy cold day and it just builds the anticipation of
more to come next year. For the time being however the golf clubs are idle as I
deal with the withdrawal.
But wait…the weather girl on TV said that it’s
going to be near 50 degrees in a couple days.
