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Originally Posted by Lamma I play golf because it's the only area of my life in which I allow such massive and overwhelming self delusion.
I delude myself into thinking that someday I can be a scratch player or at least close.
I delude myself into believing that I can carry that three wood over the bunker and onto the green from 260 yards out. And once in a blue moon, I actually pull it off. It doesn't mean that I'm really capable of the shot, it's just that dumb luck is bound to happen.
I delude myself into thinking that I'm really not the hacking high handicapper that my scores consistently reflect. With a tweak here, a small adjustment there, I'm actually a good golfer.
I delude myself into thinking that every bad shot (and there are many) is an aberration, while every good shot is an indicator of my real game.
But what's not delusional is the joy I get from the game. From the occassional birdie that not even Tiger Woods could have played better to holing out a shot from a bunker to save triple bogey. It's wonderful.
I love golf. When I'm on the course I'm in my own universe. The game fits my personality. I've never been a guy who's had tons of friends, just one or two really really good ones. And golf allows for this. While I do like playing with others, I much more prefer playing by myself. No small talk, no b.s., no talk of problems outside the course; just me, my clubs, and the golf course.
For the only time in my existence, all the worries of the world melt away and I'm only concerned with the shot in front of me. No where else and under no other conditions do I experience such peaceful isolation. |
By far the best and most thought out post I've seen since I started on any golf forum. Really couldn't have said it any better than you did.