The 51st Shade Of Grey

Pain, Pleasure, Humiliation – Happiness!

If you think degradation can’t make you happy try fencing with a lightening rod against the force of nature for 4 1/2 hours running a little white ball through 7 miles briar and bramble. Or just ask my friend Orell. He calls it the 51st shade of grey. Golf is the cruelest experience between two fairways a human can endure. No game is more challenging…or absurd. Or addicting. You’re allowed to bring 14 clubs. The most important club is not the Big Dog. It’s the one called Happiness.

The Forever Gift

In the pantheon of characters in my life, Orell is the happiest one. He is uniquely suited for The Game. He’ll never shoot par but today he hit a shot so ludicrous and amazing he fell to the ground and fainted in the throes of joy. It was the only time I ever saw him speechless. The most fascinating thing about him is how he brings his gift of happiness to every aspect of his life: family, friends, enemies, co-workers, whirlpools, golf, basketball, ping pong, chess, crawdads, guacamole, margaritas, Shiner Bock, and twice-a-year – Church. His happiness pisses people off sometimes which only makes him happier. Aristotle taught that “happiness is the end of man.” He may as well been referring to Orell.

Riding home after our round of golf that day, I couldn’t help reflecting on all the great characters in my life and how random it’s all been. Maybe you shouldn’t try to choose your friends after all. But you should definitely try to keep them. Forever.

O on 7

Four!

Memorial Park Golf Course – February 9th 2015

Post Notes
Memorial Park is painted with scene-after-scene of exquisite beauty. It’s everywhere you look. Yet golfers concentrate intensely on keeping their head down and miss the best part of the game. You should always golf with a happy person – they turn degradation inside-out and enable you to see the happiness in it.

fountain on 15

The Art Of The Perfect Miss

In the shadow of the perfect miss, there is more hidden meaning than you may think …

Golf demands something utterly strange – it demands you master the art of the perfect miss. It’s the only game on the planet involving a target, weapons, a box of ammo, and a true aim while requiring you to practice missing before every shot. The greatest players in history have written instruction books on the subject. In a round of golf a player will miss the ball more than twice as many times as hitting it.

In the evolving pantheon of characters in my life, “The Gripper” has a seat at the table with his name on it. He has the perfect grip … the perfect stance … the perfect swing … the perfect name! And the perfect miss. I’ve learned more about the mechanics of golf, how to play it, how to gamble it, and how to savor it from The Gripper than anyone I know. Long may he run.

The Sandy

Memorial Park Golf Course – November 10th 2014

POST NOTES:
I’ve also learned more about how to deal with the ravaging of pride in the shadow of the perfect miss than I can remember … golf is truly the greatest game ever played.

The Shadow

Golf And The Tao Of Motorcycling

The simple and safe solution for motorcycling to the course.

Golfing On The Dark KnightDusk, Memorial Park November 2012 © Nick

The Dark Knight is an 800 pound gorilla so when a set of clubs are strapped properly side-saddle it’s barely felt. There’ve been many attempts worthy of Wile E. Coyote to solve the problem but just keep it simple. Strap it on like a Winchester and go.