Posts Tagged: Golf
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Have You Considered Your Leaders' Optics Lately?

It's been a while since we got a good "president playing golf" story: Unusually emotional, President Obama declared himself “heartbroken” by the brutal murder of an American journalist, James Foley, and vowed to “be relentless” against Islamic radicals threatening to kill another American.

But as soon as the cameras went off, Mr. Obama headed to his favorite golf course on Martha’s Vineyard, where he is on vacation, seemingly able to put the savagery out of his mind. He spent the rest of the afternoon on the links even as a firestorm of criticism erupted over what many saw as a callous indifference to the slaughter he had just condemned.

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Beer With Baseball On The Radio Is Great, You Should Try This Delightful Combo

Baseball Season is here, and if you are not very Sporty, you might be all like: "Baseball? Big deal, I don't care about your stupid 'America's Pastime,' it's just for awful horrible stupid average people who want to Conform and be Average Americans with their Coors Light and 'Two entrees and an appetizer for $20' at Chilis, and their porky insulin-shock-at-any-moment kids and Wal-Mart—or maybe Target because it has a Starbucks now—and a minivan—or better yet a Dodge Magnum station wagon—and "relaxed fit" jeans and XXXL sleeveless "muscle" shirts from Costco and coupons for Gino's Pizza Rolls and low-fat frozen fudge bars because those are healthier and 'hey, maybe we [...]

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White People Stealing Jobs

"'When I came out in the 1980s, I would say the caddie breakdown was maybe 70 percent black, 30 percent white,' [J. J. Hylton, 70] said. 'Now it’s like 99.9 percent white to .1 percent black. There’s so much money on the regular tour now. It’s become a buddy system out there.'" —One of the last pro black caddies gets fired.

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The 2010 Masters Tournament at the Augusta National Golf Club

Augusta National displayed its wariness with the evils of contemporary society quickly and efficiently. The signs at the entrance made everyone quite aware of the rules: there would be No Cell Phones, No Pagers, No Electronic Devices, No Guns, No Knives. They were more concerned with civility than the progress and survival of civilization. That may sound awkward or overly genteel, but civility turned out to be a lot more inviting than I had first thought.

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Escape From Superstition Mountain

Oh, sure, our long economic slough has claimed plenty of casualties, from the (largely) chastened automobile industry to the shameless investment-banking sector. But there is one site of carnage that no correspondent has surveyed: the sheer scale of human loss is unfathomable and the implications of its long-term failure are simply unendurable to contemplate. We speak, of course, of the nation's beleaguered private golf clubs, which fearless embed Dean Foust, the Atlanta bureau chief for Business Week, reveals is embroiled in nothing less than an "existential crisis."

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Golfers and Alzheimer's

This Wall Street Journal story about the use of golf outings as behavioral therapy for Alzheimer's sufferers is both touching and interesting. And this is coming from someone who has never found anything about golf interesting ever. Have a read.

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We Golf Econo

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Golf does not immediately reveal its econo aspect, particularly to the uninitiated. At first glance, it appears anti-econo, a game of privilege and exclusivity, intent on performing and re-performing its superiority and the artifice of its traditions. This, at least, is true at the upper levels of the game’s ruling class, where sponsorship decisions are made and the checks come with seven or eight zeroes. Self-seriousness in golf is not so much an affect as the engine of what goes on. Jim Nantz talking about the azaleas in April, with faux profundity and a gallery full of graying white men with hairless vertically-dominant calves that somehow still taper [...]

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Golf Hole Looks Like Hitler

"A Blackpool art gallery has been branded 'tasteless' for featuring a crazy golf hole depicting Adolf Hitler." —You're not kidding! There is absolutely no challenge to that hole. I'm offended as a fan of both art and miniature golf.

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Another Journalist Bites the Dust

"I will say this about every single one of Tiger’s Golf Digest columns: they were competent and had no typographical errors." —For thirteen long years, Tiger Woods has selflessly hammered out a monthly column for Golf Digest—and now they're no longer in need of his laboriously penned bon mots and sandtrap tips!

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Sex and Golf and Advertising: Have You Learned Anything?

Tiger Woods has always seemed peculiarly uninteresting to me. I became aware of the phenomenon of his dullness early in his career. I was out for breakfast on a Sunday, reading the sports page, which mentioned that a kid named Tiger was doing well at the Masters, and the server commented "How about that Tiger Woods?" I was literally at a loss for words. He is very good at golf, but his excellence has always been clinical-easy not to watch.

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British Golf Threatened By Nubility

"The golfing community has been split by the birth of a controversial new caddy service which provides attractive, nubile women to carry players' clubs," reports Britain's Daily Mail. It's a typical story-I think this weekend's Post had something about attractive, nubile women who clean people's apartments-but what I particularly enjoyed about this piece was the photcredits accompanying the shots of the attractive, nubile caddies: The photos, which appear to be ganked straight from the website of the service in question (and which even I would feel gratuitous and cheap for posting here), list the copyright holder as "Internet"? Is that a standard British thing, or is that something [...]

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Bronx Fixed

Gross. RT @jyarow: New public golf course in the Bronx has city views from every hole. It opens in 2015. pic.twitter.com/ayPGsPEIyZ

— Kofi Appiah Biney (@kofiabiney) October 16, 2013

The Bronx is back! Under the roar of the 678 going across the Whitestone bridge, and at a cost to the city of $97 million, Trump Golf Links is nearly here. Yes, after the city's hundred-million investment, they handed it over in a 20-year deal to Trump, who'll dump some borrowed money into it to build a clubhouse. The city will allegedly make $10 million on the investment over the next two decades. Now I [...]

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The Masters, As An Augusta Townie

In the weeks preceding Masters week, the air in Augusta turns green. A bilious yellow-green dust forms on the leaves of trees and settles onto every prone surface. People gripe and sneeze, while airing a collection of common sentiments about the upcoming tournament: “I can’t believe it’s Masters week already.”

Every year, thousands of people come to Augusta, Georgia, for the Masters golf tournament. It's the most wonderful time of the year: a weeklong cocktail party, a Mecca for golf-fans that is nonetheless a cocktail party for those who aren't golf fans. I've attended nearly every Masters since I was born during Masters week in 1987, at St. Joseph’s Hospital [...]

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Treat U.S. Open Fatigue with the British Open

There are two things I do not give a flying fig about, and those are tennis and people who live outside of New York who have opinions on local landmark and zoning permit issues. Man, seriously, shut up about the tennis! I know: you people like it. That's nice. That being said, if you are a New Yorker subscriber, which surely you are, then you can read about the British Open, which is much more interesting in the telling by John McPhee than the U.S. Open is through the channels of the various unintelligible Twitters of New York Times employees with extraordinarily nebulous jobs.

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Japan Keeps The Crazy Breast-Related Inventions Coming

Here's yet another entry in the continuing saga of Japanese inventors' unwillingness to let boobies simply be boobies: It's a bra that doubles as a putting green. Knock it off, Japan!

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A Futile Blow-By-Blow of the U.S. Open

Useless? Or wonderful? The executive editor of Golf Digest is live-Twittering the U.S. Open. It's sort of like poetry. Meaningless, meaningless poetry, from a time before there was no, say, television to deliver "moving images." Remember TV? It was so functional.