Playing for a living, in many ways gave me a different perspective about the game. It was about trying to get better and compete (and make a living). It’s weird, I loved practicing and competing. I have loved teaching, especially helping kids. But I have also in many ways struggled in a life of golf with uncertainties, injuries, and security.
As a kid, I loved golf courses. I got to play countless Nj and NY golf courses as a kid. I drew golf courses in notebooks. I took a job on a maintenance staff to learn more at 18.
I always played better in tournaments on courses I just liked. Kingston Heath, Royal Melbourne, Pebble etc
It’s funny how much “the golf course” has meant to me my whole life, even while sometimes the “business” made me dislike the game.
In a year that has sucked for the world, my dysfunctional experiences in golf absolutely make me feel it makes sense that golf would do well. It’s a bizarre game that requires a certain craziness to excel in