Tim,
Off all people, you know the difference between a Golfer and a Golf Player. Quit being so politically correct, innocent of all charges and let loose!
John,
Pelican Hill while not in the frugal price range, IS a Expense Account Golf Course. Most of the clentele is there on someone elses dime.
I have a very good friend, for anonmoity purposes lets call him, "Mike Padilla." who frequents Pelican Hill all of the time.
He is a young and energetic investment banker who likes all of the name brands in life and the majority of his friends are all work friends who live and believe in the same things. They all of have the same goals which of course are pretty impressive if you are into material items.
Mike owns a beautiful home above a private golf course,of course which he is a member; has a Saab Turbo, Mercedes sedan, and a brand new Chervolet Tahoe SUV. The house is configured with Bang Olefson stereo equimpment, Mistsubishi televisions with DVD players, VCRS' and even the Bose Surround Sound Theater systems. Sub Zero Refridgerator, Kohler fixtures and Sealy Posturepedic.
Mike has it all, and so does his friends (with the exception of me)
Recently, I told Mike, "come on, lets go to the desert and go play some golf!" which he couldn't because he had a all expenses paid trip to play Pelican, and "No one in the business turns that down!"
I guess one of the reasons is that it is good to be seen AT Pelican Hill. in the same way it is good to be seen at the Ivy Restaurant in Beverly Hills, if you are in the movie business. It's all about survival, and being there is what is most important to that survival. It is the statement "I'm here and not at some two bit-little flea bag muni that was built in 1920 by Billy Bell and has architetural features not seen at Pelican Hill, albeit it in a somewhat eroding state."
Ask Mike and his friends if they have ever played Pine Valley, and they'll say "Where's that?" Ask them if they know the name Donald Ross and they'll say, "Yeah, I did his portfolio!" Tell them they have to walk and take caddies and they'll say, "No thanks!" Try telling them that they are going to have to remove the headset from their ear and turn the phone off, while on a certain course and they'll look at you like you are crazy. (Mind you that one beautiful Sunday I received a call from Mike and his friends standing in the middle of the 9th fairway of Fazio's Oak Creek, wanting an explaination of the simplest of rules regarding a ball crossing the line of the water hazard. Thank God they had the cell phone for that one! They might stilll be out there arguing over it. Even sadder, the professional on duty in the clubhouse didn't know the rule either.)
It might seem like I have a disdain for my friend Mike, but I don't, he is a very good friend outside of golf. It's just he can't hang with my true "Golfer" friends. It isn't fashionable enough for him, and it is only so tolerable for me. I can try to change him, but it would like trying to get Robert Downey Jr. off of crack and on to Prozac and Lythium.
Simply put Mike and his friends, despite the frequent expense account rounds at Pelican Hill; the membership at the country club and all of the name brand equimpment-Callaway, Taylor Made, Ping and Nokia, are GOLF PLAYERS simply because if it came down to wooden-shafted clubs and rubber golf balls, they wouldn't play because it would mean that they would more then likely have to walk and the stuff wasn't fashionable enough. where on earth are they going to set down there cell phones and Heniken's?
They also don't know the rules nor have any intent of learning them. Despite this, they all shoot 85 frequently while counting the out of bounds shots that are played as stroke and distance. Match play? They want no part of that, because total score doesn't figure into the final talley (Remember that these are men responsible for managing numbers)
Now, they probably look at me just as I look at them with the same disdain because my financial affairs are somewhat like their Pelican Hill fantasy's of greatness, and I couldn't blame them one bit for I know I'm not a FINANCIAL PLAYER. I would like to think of myself more as a golfer, a very humble one that could live and accept every score and enjoyed the fact I was either teeing it up at the Old Course in St. Andrews or the Old Course in Santa Ana (The 1920's Billy Bell design)
For me, that is me being a Golfer.