Comments on: Golf’s Sacred Sweet Spot

By: golf packages arizona

golf packages arizona — Fri, 19 Sep 2008 01:29:16 +0000

John,

I think you really hit some of what is missing in the game these days. There are guys I hang with and everything about the game to them is technique, stats, blah blah….and yeah, the mental game is fun, and the challenge is unreal

but one of the lost elements is the pure joy, and sense of rejuvenation you can get when you escape and hit the links.

Of course there are the do or die games, but just to get away sometimes is unreal.

By: Golf Irons

Golf Irons — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 23:23:10 +0000

When I was a child, I actually lived on a golf course. For extra money I would clean up the golf course, and at 12 years old it was nice getting to drive the cart around by myself. I felt some sense of responsibility, and was paid by the change in the soda machine. As I grew older, I received free training from a professional golfer. At 14 years old, I could outperform most of the golfers on that course. But I knew it like the back of my hand because I golfed quite often for free.

Even though a highway eventually caused the course to be closed, those are great memories that inspire me each time I pick up a club.

By: Discount Golf Shoes

Discount Golf Shoes — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 04:23:38 +0000

I have to say,
every person should be able to “get away” like that,
the more the better, but every once in a while is good enough.
I’ve never played golf before except hitting on a drive when I was little, but the way you describe it makes it sound enticing.

I’ve always loved how beautiful the courses were,
driving by them is often a treat.

I’ll definitely have to give it a shot,
maybe one day I’ll take a road trip and golf all over.

Thanks for the good read.

By: Greg @ Improve Golf Swing

Greg @ Improve Golf Swing — Fri, 29 Aug 2008 22:57:56 +0000

Hey John,

Very nice post, I enjoyed reading your golf story. I have a passion for golf and I started a little blog about golf myself, hopefully I can help others improve their golf game. It is kind of complicated running a blog because I am new to the whole internet world. I look forward to coming back and reading your blogs. Have a nice day John.

By: I'm learning how to play golf

I'm learning how to play golf — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 17:13:06 +0000

Hi John,

Thanks for the litte insight into the beginning of your golf career. I have just started myself and I will take your comments into serious consideration. Love the blog by the way.

Bob

By: Bob Andrews

Bob Andrews — Wed, 21 Jun 2006 02:50:31 +0000

Hi John,

You have beautifully echoed what is in the heart of many golfers. When I was at Tactic7 you and I had a conversation about golf, so you already know you can count me among reverent.

Taking your advice I began writing again. On the way back home I wrote a blog entry about the primitive nature of men and golf; not as eloquent as you have put it, but the spirit is there.

As long as I�m here, thanks again for a fantastic workshop. Not only absolutely invaluable information, it may have been the beginning of relationships that will last a lifetime. It doesn�t get any better than that!

Hit�em long�

Bob �the Golfer�

PS I didn�t want to spam your site so I didn�t bother including a link to my blog. Let me know if you�d like to read my take on men and golf

By: Richard Walter Davis

Richard Walter Davis — Sun, 18 Jun 2006 09:19:15 +0000

When I was a boy I spent my teen years at the golf course. I went to 5 different highschools, but always made the golf team, no matter how far into the season. My hero was Big Jack.

My Dad went on the tour right out of WWII for a year, but there wasn’t much money in it then, so he went back in the Air Force and played the base courses for the rest of his life.

I remember how others were in church on Sunday, but Dad and I were on the course, and perhaps closer to God for it.

Dad taught me a good grip, and left me alone. He made me go to the park near our house, and hit two balls with an 8 iron. He said, “Aim for a tree, then aim at the second ball. When you hit the second one with the first one you can play.

I shot 89 my first round. That was back in the summer of ‘65.

Years later I shot a 63 in a club tourney in California.

Now I don’t play much. Life just didn’t work out so that I could.

I enjoyed your story. Next time you come to Vegas, let me know. We can hit a bucket of balls…my treat.

Thanks for the memories your story evoked.

RWD