All these years I thought that I was playing golf. But you, Mr. Schmidt, what game have you been playing? Are the words large and cross-country in the name?
Mr. Huckaby, please take note. As what I've been doing for a long time is something else besides golf, an adjustment to my handicap is in order. Whatever it is, it must be an easier, more liberal version of the game which renders my 5 a vanity handicap. I am now coming out of the closet, admit that I am a 12, and promise to play strictly by all the rules.
So, for purposes of the KPIV, please re-flight me. Also, when I knock a drive into the weeds and I am not sure if it can be found, I will not hit a provisional. Instead, I'll use the five minutes after I get to the general area where my ball may be, look for it in earnest, and declare it lost if the search is not successful. I'll then walk briskly back to the tee and hit my third shot. Upon leaving the tee quickly, I will inform the two foursomes stacked-up waiting impatiently to hit that I am playing golf, a game of gentlemen and rules, and that if they don't like it, they should just f---- off. I am assuming that all other 17 players in our group will come to my rescue.
JohnV,
The way you feel about the rules of golf, their derivation through considerable thought over long periods of time, is how I feel about society's laws, mores, practices, etc. The distilling process of generations should not be taken lightly.
It is a reason why I just nod my head when all these 21 year olds think that they know how things should be, and have no qualms about destroying our most valued institutions. It is amazing just how much we knew when we were young, and how little we realize we actually know when we get old.
Long live the rules of golf and the deliberate, thoughtful, and time consuming process that it takes before they are tampered with. Kudos to those who do it on our behalf, and to people like yourself who educate the rest of us on this most important but rather tedious aspect of the game.