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Hello, My name is Rock, and I am a golf addict.
When I'm out golfing, its as if everything else melts away, and I don't care about anything else in the world. I just forget about anything else that matters...my job, my home, my family. My wife says I've been spending more time at the golf course than with her. I just keep thinking, hey, it'll probably rain one of these days, I'll spend time with her on a rainy day. But today, today is beautiful, I'm going to go golfing. I already have high aspirations for my yet to be born child to be a professional golfer, and I dream of gaining access to exclusive golf courses because of it. When I'm at home, I have to watch golf, or the golf channel, even if it's a replay of some tournament from 20 years ago broadcast in standard definition. Whenever I drive by a golf course, I always have to comment to myself or whoever is in the car, "that's a nice looking course,"...even though it could very well be the worst course ever made, but it looks nice b/c I would rather be playing it than driving in my car. I spend too much time at work on THP, reading about other people's golf games and golf experiences. It's not me playing golf, but it's the closest thing I can do to get my golf fix. I constantly shop for oil paintings of golf courses to decorate my office with. (speaking of, anyone know where to find good oil paintings of golf courses?) No matter how well I play, I always feel I could have done better. It's like chasing a dragon, but you never catch the dragon. Even when golf punishes me bad on the course, I can't help but go out the next day, and play more golf. I am a golf addict (and I wouldn't trade it for anything*) *except my family, of course |
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Hello, My name is Rock, and I am a golf addict. |
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My wife told me yesterday that I'm addicted to golf. So I decided to confess it here on THP. What's everyone else's 'I'm a little too crazy about golf' stories? |
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Mine pretty much follows exactly what you said. I have the curse of a huge window right over my right shoulder where I sit at work, there is a flag in the short distance and anytime I see that flag NOT blowing overly hard and a clear sky I'm very antsy sitting here. My wife is constantly telling me I love golf more than I love her...but really that's not a fair fight (for her). The game just grabs a hold of you and never lets go. I love it! |
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