There’s the story about Ben Hogan playing an exhibition somewhere and using a local caddy. Hogan walked up to his ball at one point, asking the caddy how far to the pin. The caddy, thrilled that the great Hogan would ask him for yardage, answered, “About 145-146.” Hogan gave the caddy a withering stare and said, “Well, which is it?” Speculation on tour was Hogan, a fanatic on the practice field, knew his game so well, he could differentiate a distance of one yard.
True or not, it’s a great example of how professional golfers of a different era played the game of golf. Not only did they rely on their own gut feelings on yardage, but they played on some golf courses with less than optimum set-ups and maintenance.
Nowadays, professional golfers play on fairways like carpets and greens that are exquisite. How many times on a TV presentation do we hear announcers talk about players being “unlucky” in drawing tough lies, never mind the lamentation if a ball land in a divot.
Another turn off watching these supposed best golfers in the world is the glacier-like time it takes to refer to the yardage book in deciding what club is necessary for the next shot. Most times, like the eternity taken on lining up a putt, the time spent makes no difference in the outcome.
The PGA of America announced Tuesday that it would allow the use of distance-measuring devices at three of its major championships beginning this year. The news came as a surprise to many in the golf world. The decision came to speed up play, according to PGA president Jim Richerson. Will this decision make golf rounds decrease by 10-15 or 20 minutes? Doubtful. Now, instead of watching players flip pages and compare data with their caddy (who uses a book with the same information), we’ll see player and caddy pass the eyepiece back and forth, saying, “I got 122. What do you see?”
Notice players have no problem accepting decisions that help their game but get all bent out of shape on rulings that they feel will handicap them. Deaden the golf ball, decrease driver length, perish the thought. Golfers nowadays don’t play specific tournaments because the golf course “Doesn’t suit my game.” Gee, that’s tough.
It would seem to me that the “best” golf players in the world should be able to adapt to whatever ruling the honchos of golf decide is best for the game as a whole. Not to ruin their perception, but the game of golf doesn’t revolve around the professional golfer.
Where Have You Been?
There has been no reason yet every reason not to have updated Swedish Golf Online. I can list excuses up the yang, but probably the main reason is that after the year I’ve just gone through, golf, in general, and Swedish golf, specifically, has not been that important to me.
I have, literally, fallen off the golfing grid, and what’s been difficult is I haven’t let anyone in on the reason except family and close friends. Why that was is something I want to explore later down the page. What is this event that has turned me into a virtual hermit over the last year? Well, wouldn’t you know, golf was deeply involved.
Last year, at about this time and earlier, Eva and I were in our place in Spain. Physically. I was, to my mind, okay. Sure, I was nowhere near the athlete I once was, but at my age, who is? Like Little Feat sing: “And you know that you’re over the hill / When your mind makes a promise that your body can’t fill “For me, it was shortness of breath when, for example, I would go up a few flights of stairs. I would tell myself that I was out of shape and began to walk to the grocery store to get back in “shape.”
I hadn’t been playing much golf since we got down in Spain. To be honest, the way I was playing didn’t exactly act like a siren’s song. I spent a lot of time on the driving range, but my swing was always left on the pad. I couldn’t transfer to a golf hole.
But my birthday was coming up and my big birthday gift was to play a round of golf. I signed up for the weekly golf event sponsored by the Nordic group, Mas Amigos. It would be played at Lo Romero, a nice track right up the road from where we live. Eva dropped me off, and I offloaded my clubs and electric buggy, and while signing in, Eve bought me a birthday golf cap.
It would be a shotgun start, and every hole was filled, some holes having two groups. Of course, my hole was as far away from the clubhouse as possible and uphill almost all the way. Knowing that I was not in the best of shape for a forced march uphill, I headed out earlier than most. It was the most searing walk I ever took, before or since. I had to stop to catch my breath halfway to my tee. My walk was so agonizing that putting one foot in front of the other became arduous. People were passing me like I was standing still and, indeed, I might have been. Finally, and thankfully, I reached my tee and collapsed on a bench to catch my breath and let my heart slow down.
Now I can hear you saying, why would I continue in that condition? Knowing now what I didn’t know then, I completely concur. But for most of the round, we played downhill of on the flat and the punishing pain never returned, until… The last three holes were back uphill and the ordeal began again. My walk had slowed to a crawl and my swing, if you could call it that, had become very weak. Finally, on the last hole, after a drive that barely made 100 meters, one of my playing partners came up to me and asked if I was alright? Sure, I replied. I was just a little out of shape. Meanwhile, my inner self was screaming, “NO! He’s not alright. He needs help now!” Fortunately for me, my golfing friend was a light more intelligent than I. He flagged down a Marshall, who piled all my stuff in his cart and took me back to the clubhouse with me saying all the way that I had never felt this way before.
It took two hours before I got home as Eva was away on business. When I was dropped off, there are 20 stairs to climb to get to my front door. I knew I wouldn’t be able to make two trips, so I loaded up bag, clubs, buggy, and battery and barely made it up the stairs. I collapsed on the couch, exhausted. That night, I couldn’t lay down to sleep, so I dozed sitting up in a recliner.
The next day, we went to a Swedish medical clinic, where they took my blood pressure and EKG. They found nothing out of sorts. I found out later that this can be a common occurrence. The heart will work fine at times. So home we went. It would take until the following Tuesday before the verdict would be diagnosed. While awaiting test results, I was getting off the bed to go to the toilet. A nurse came up to me, asking where I was going? To the bathroom, I replied. Oh no, you’re not. You’ve had a heart attack. Within the hour, I was on the table, watching on a monitor, doctors putting four stents in my heart.
From April until July, I was in and out of hospitals. There was recovery from the heart attack. A week after being released, I came down with Cellulitis. Another stay in the hospital in isolation. On May 10, 2019, after being released, we flew home to Sweden. I had a benign tumor removed from my chest from too much sun in my past life. It became infected, back into the hospital in isolation. I had heart failure, meaning that the heart doesn’t pump blood as it should, back in the hospital. Then, my blood pressure fell so low, I collapsed. Back into the joint, as they hand idea why. Finally, after missing Midsommer and the 4th of July, I was released. However, not quite done, as I had to go back and have the tumor in my chest that they missed removed.
So after spending most of 2019 under doctor’s care and still swallowing 16 pills a day in the Swedish winter, Eva and I finally escaped back to Spain for better wether and RnR. Just our luck, we arrived just in time for a pandemic in Spain where we have been in a nationwide quarantine fo what seems like the foreseeable future. What a year! Why have I gone so long without letting you readers and my friends know of my predicament? I really don’t know except for my pride. I grew up in a home where, if you fell down, you were told to get up; it’s not that bad. You’re okay. Another phrase I heard a lot growing up was rub it off. So, much to Eva’s exasperation, if you ask me how I am or how I feel, I’ll say fine or getting better. To be honest, I’m not. I still get short of breath, my blood pressure is still low, and staircases leave me gasping.
No one likes to reach a stage in their life when they have to declare weakness. I hate the fact that things I once took for granted are now difficult to do. I was hoping to try swinging a golf club down here, but the Coronavirus has disrupted that plan.
But now that I have, finally, opened myself up to what I never let know, I can begin to update Swedish Golf Online in a more timely manner. That is if there’s any golf going on anywhere.
Thanks for staying loyal and, please, stay inside, wash your hands, and stay safe.
A Help to Hands
I don’t endorse products unless I use them and like them. Here’s one I do have and do like, the Copper Tech Golf Glove. But first, some background.
In the last thirty years, the technological aspect of golf equipment exploded. Drivers, fairway woods, irons, hybrids and do we need to mention the propulsion of the golf ball. Equipment technology marches on to the detriment of classic golf courses that are confined to the land they were built on. But one small piece of equipment stayed remarkably the same since its introduction. That piece of equipment is the golf glove.
The patent for a golf glove design came in 1885. Golf gloves helped to address the problem of humidity and dirt making it difficult for golfers to maintain a grip on the club. Gloves also protected the golfer’s hands from painful blisters and calluses due to long practice or playing sessions. So, club makers worked to develop grips that provided more security. Gloves remained a novelty.
In the early 1960s, Arnold Palmer’s habit of removing his glove when preparing to putt the ball was emulated by amateurs everywhere. He made the glove seem “cool” at a time when golf was beginning to soar in popularity.
For all its popularity, the glove remains no different than the gloves of 100 or more years ago, some sort of leather and five fingers. But last January, I made a discovery at the PGA Show in Orlando. The Copper Tech glove may be the first technological advance of the ordinary golf glove.
The Copper Tech glove, in men and women styles, has three new advances. First, each glove made has a “form flex” technology compression, so one size fits all. Copper Tech gloves expand and contract to suit men and women of all sizes. Second, Copper Tech gloves are engineered with its non-slip silicon technology (pat. pend.) This allows golfers a better grip on the club with less tension even in wet weather. Silicone also improves durability. Third, the copper-infused technology infused into the glove helps soothe joints and relieve pain in arthritic hands. Copper is perhaps the best pick by those suffering from osteoarthritis and rheumatoid arthritis. Many golfers enjoy its ability in removing joint stiffness and aches. While theories differ, many experts claim that copper has antioxidant as well as anti-inflammatory properties.
Eva suffers from joint and tissue pain in her hand. It forces her to wear a thumb brace when she pursues any activity where the hands must work. Intrigued, Eva bought a Copper Tech glove at the PGA Show in Orlando. We played a round of golf a few days later. Of course, she played with her new Copper Tech golf glove. Hours after the round, playing without the brace, she felt no discomfort from playing. None! It blew her away.
In support of her new discovery, I played our next round with not one but two gloves on. Because of the compressed fit, I expected my hands to be hot and sweaty. While the glove improved circulation in my hand, the wicking action kept the hands dry. I wore the gloves the entire round at Eagle Trace (Coral Springs) on a warm Florida day, even putting on the green. I have “Viking Finger” (my left ring finger is bent) and after the round, my hands were dry and not tired from whacking the ball far too many times.
This is what the Copper Tech glove did for me: better grip, dry hands and not tired after four + hours of golf. To date Eva has no pain after many rounds with the Copper Tech glove. These are our facts,
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Florida: The Good, the Bad and the Future
“…It was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair…”
The above is not a weather report from Stockholm, though its sure fills that role. It’s the ending of Dickens’ famous opening line of a “Tale of Two Cities.” It came to mind after returning from a recent stay in Florida.
There’s no arguing that Florida is the winter home of golf in the United States. Just getting a tee time in South Florida is a challenge, especially on the open to the public courses. This season, it seems that the Canadians have bivouacked on the golf courses there.
I spent a few days up in Orlando for the 2018 PGA Show, and show was the working word. The PGA Show makes one feel like a kid in one of the Orlando amusement parks just a few miles away.
Any item associated to golf was on display. Not just clubs, clothes, shoes and training methods but the latest in technology. You can scope for yardage, listen and talk with bone induction headphones. There were golf carts controlled by your phone via bluetooth. I picked up a gizmo that fits on your belt and through a buzz tells you when you are aligned to the target. If that’s not enough, it doubles as a ball mark that will show the break of green with LED lights.
The amount of expenditure for this gourdful of golf must be incredible. With all this equipment on display gives one the idea that golf is a healthy and growing industry.
But just a few hours down the road, there’s a different picture to see. In the Palm Beach County. In Broward and Dade counties of Florida. The amount of golf course closures in process for 2018 is cause for serious alarm. These closures is at odds with the rosy affectation in Orlando.
In South Florida, vacant land is scarce. Add that with the national trend of failing golf courses, and you have a recipe for redevelopment.
Neighbors of South Florida golf courses struggle to stop the housing projects in vain.
In Palm Beach, 10 golf courses at some stage of conversion to residential development. That is out of 149 18-hole courses in the county.
According to County property appraisers, conversions are up in southern Palm Beach county.
Broward and Miami-Dade counties don’t have as many golf courses. But they have their share of the same controversies.
According to property appraiser Marty Kiar, there are about 45 golf courses in Broward. Three closed in the past five years.
Miami-Dade Property Appraiser Pedro Garcia estimates 37 golf courses in his county. The latest proposed conversion is the Calusa Golf Course property in Kendall.
Tony Palumbo is Director of Real Estate for Pulte Home Construction. He and other developer representatives face sometimes-hostile crowds. They are people airing concerns about traffic, scenic views, crime and property values.
When asked why the company is seeking to build so many homes, Palumbo’s answer drew groans: “Why not? There’s a reason it’s not operating as a golf course. It’s the cost to operate and maintain a golf course. They are shutting down everywhere.’’
A cynic might detect a hint of glee in Mr. Palumbo’s response.
What does this mean to the local golfers in these counties? Fewer places to play mean tee times become harder to find in the winter. Fewer golf courses means increased pricing for playing golf. Locals will have to put up with overcrowded winter golf. Or wait until after Easter when the tourists go back north. For some, the answer might be giving the game up.
If fewer golfers play in the summer months, some golf courses can feel the financial strain to stay open. Waiting until the tourists come back is not a good business plan. How many golf courses could survive another year or two of that scenario is anyone’s guess.
Private clubs also feel the strain as aging membership drops and maintenance costs rise. Some do open for public play to the disgruntlement of members who pay climbing club dues.
The extravaganza that is the PGA Show in Orlando is the result of the golf booms of the 60s and 70s. How golf adapts to changing financial and cultural realities is the big question.
Will the future “golfer” be a spectator watching only a few rich people play?
It’s Hard To Beat A Person Who Never Gives Up
First, let me tell you that I am a big fan of the Solheim Cup. I’ve attended three and, believe me, the atmosphere is unlike any other golf event. So to say I enjoyed last weekend’s performance by the teams from the USA and Europe is an understatement.
Kudos to both captains, Juli Inkster for the USA and Annika Sorenstam for Europe. They both told their teams to go out and have some fun and, boy, did both teams listen. The shot making was top shelf and there was no sign of quit in any competitor. It became a game of anything you can do, I can do better. With the pressure that this international event produces made the play remarkable.
One match in particular capsulized what this game golf is all about. That was the opening game of the singles play on Sunday. The captains started their highest ranking players. Anna Nordqvist for Europe and Lexi Thompson for the USA. The players did not disappoint. It was a game for the ages.
Thompson started the game completely out of sorts. Lexi looked nothing like the player who went 2-0-1 over the first two days play. Despondent and disillusion was on her face as she struggled to find herself.
Meanwhile, veteran Solheim player Anna Nordqvist went to work. Nordqvist, from Sweden, sensed the situation when she won an early hole with a par. Anna hit fairways and greens while Thompson struggled. In what seemed a flash, Nordqvist was up 4 holes to none after four holes.
It was then that the American co-captain Nancy Lopez came up and spoke to Thompson. Whatever Lopez said stopped Lexi’s turmoil. At the turn, Lexi was still down four.
Thompson started the back nine with a deficit that would make most players fold their tents. Yet Thompson, with two eagles, proceeded to shoot 8 under par over seven holes. She took take the lead with one hole to play.
During Thompson’s scoring barrage, Anna Nordqvist was a tower of strength and consistency. She never took her foot of the gas. She hit fairways and green for the entire round. And her approach shots looked like she was throwing darts at the flag stick. Her iron play and putting was suburb.
What made this round special for Nordqvist is she played under severe physical discomfort. She has contracted mononucleosis, a glandular virus that can strike in different intensity. The main symptom is a complete sapping of strength. The body is just listless and any exertion can exhaust the person.
Yet Nordqvist showed up to play all three days. She looked exhausted on the back nine Sunday. She had forced Thompson to play beyond brilliant. She never let up on her opponent. Her expression never changed. An almost stoic aura of self control surrounded her. She never blinked nor wavered during Thompson miracle comeback. She continued to put the pressure on, throwing darts at every flag.
She executed in every tough situation. None better than the clutch 8 iron she hit on the final hole. It was so close, Thompson conceded the crucial putt. That put Thompson in a must make situation for the point. Lexi missed and each team earned a half point.
Professional golf has taken some hits lately. The scramble for dollars seemingly more important than winning. When the golf news is more about social media, gossip and fashion. It would seem as if the old value systems are getting lost in the shuffle.
Yet on a Sunday in August in Iowa, USA, two women athletes recaptured the spirit of what competition is all about. Coaches always stress two cardinal rules of competing. One is never quit. Don’t give up on yourself or your teammates. Lexi Thompson did just that with her dramatic comeback.
The second is when the going is tough and you think you can’t go any further you must dig deep within yourself and find the extra strength needed to complete the task. Exhausted physically and under mental duress, Anna Nordqvist somehow found the resilience and kept going.
It was fitting that this match ended in a draw. Both players deserved to win and neither of them deserved to lose. Because of them, on this Sunday in Iowa, the sport of golf came out the winner.
Golf Ball Battle Begun By Behemoth Businesses
On Facebook some of my Swedish golf colleagues are talking about an American lawsuit. Acushnet, the maker of the Titleist golf ball, is counter-suing Costco, the wholesale giant.
The Costco Ball
Costco brought out last year its Kirkland Signature ball. It had a four-piece, urethane-cover product similar in construction to many tour-caliber balls. The price was an eye opening $15 a dozen. A cult-like buzz around the ball ensued. It flew off the shelves. But Costco could not keep up with demand and ran out of the product.
There was talk that the Kirkland Signature ball would not return. Costco officials promised that the ball would be back in stores in Spring, 2017.
But the ball’s cult popularity rubbed some the wrong way. Like Acushnet, the makers of Titleist golf balls. They sent Costco a letter alleging false advertising because of its Kirkland Signature guarantee. It says the ball will “meet or exceed the quality standards of leading national brands”. They also said that the Costco KS ball infringes on 11 patents of Titleist.
The Kirkland-based corporation hit Acushnet with a declaratory judgement. It establishes that Costco is not guilty of false advertising. Nor does it violate Acushnet’s patents, because the patents are invalid to begin with.
The suit notes reviewers compared the more expensive “tour quality balls” to Costco’s. Costco “has never in publicly compared the KS ball with any Acushnet ball.”
This is no gimmie for Costco. Declaratory judgements like Costco’s are usually a preemptive strike. A lawsuit to stop a lawsuit. Acushnet has been down this road before. The Korean company holds more U.S. patents in golf ball technology than any manufacturer. They have a history of defending their patent portfolio, even through years of litigation. Invalidating patents is never easy. And going against a company with the intellectual property and the guns to back it up makes it that much harder.
Acushnet says “over half of the Kirkland Signature Golf Balls cracked or became unsound before the testing by Acushnet concluded.” Acushnet also claimed that the KS golf ball travelled less distance than the KS ball. These distance tests were with drives of 130, 140, 150 & 167 mph. A bogey golfer (18 HCP) can hit 130 mph. As the vast majority of golfers will never hit those speeds, why the stink by Acushnet? (see chart)
In the summer of 2016, I played golf in Oregon with a friend who had the prototype of the Costco KS golf ball. I saw no difference in his game using the KS ball. It wasn’t damaged in anyway. Jim plays to a sub 12 HCP. He liked the way the ball played.
Let’s face it, all the hullabaloo is about money. A dozen Pro V1 or ProV1x go for around $45-50 a dozen in the States. If you could get a ball that “almost” acts like the $4.00 ball, what would you choose? I can lose that $4 ball just as fast as one for $1.25. And, like most golfers, I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.
Costco is the second biggest retailer in the world behind Wal-Mart. They have over 700 warehouse stores world wide. Over 500 are in the USA alone. Costco seems ready to tee off with this lawsuit. Now it’s Acushnet’s turn to file an answer to the suit.
Champagne Golf At Beer Prices
New Jersey is one of the smallest states in the USA. It is also one of the country’s wealthiest and most populous. First claimed by the Dutch and then commandeered by the English, New Jersey, or The Garden State, lives up to its “Liberty and Prosperity” motto these days.
Golf has held a long time relationship with the state. The Essex County Country Club was inaugurated way back in 1887 but it took almost thirty years before a golf course was built for the members’ enjoyment. Golf in the Garden State dates back to the late 19th century and the New Jersey State Golf Association was founded in 1900 only nine years after Ireland formed the world’s oldest golf union.
Golden Age of golf design is found across the state. Courses fashioned by the likes of Donald Ross, Seth Raynor and the prolific “Tilly”, A.W. Tillinghast. But the jewel in New Jersey’s crown is the course that rates not only as the state’s number one, but also one of the best in the world. Let’s hear it for Pine Valley Golf Club.
I caddied at the Spring Lake Country Club, a course founded in 1892 in Monmouth County on New Jersey’s Atlantic shore. The Jersey Shore has been a summer vacation residence for almost 150 years. The beaches of the Shore attracted sunbathers, swimmers and fishermen from the areas around New York City, upstate NJ and Philadelphia. Monmouth County is home to many excellent private golf course for member play only. Monmouth County developed the finest golf portfolio for a county governmental entity in all of New Jersey.
I had the opportunity to play two of the best recently. Here’s my thoughts on the first.
The story of how Hominy Hill came into existence is a fascinating one.
Henry Mercer was a shipping magnate who founded the States Marine Corporation. His early life working for railroads made him and his company develop the shipping containers that we are all so familiar with.
Mercer enjoyed mixing golf and business. Mercer’s home summer club, Rumson Country Club, is located near to the Atlantic Ocean. Rumson had and still has a long established reputation for being rather close-minded when people of dissimilar backgrounds came there. Mercer, in his business, came in touch with Japanese and Greeks who like him were active in the shipping area.
Mercer would entertain his guests frequently at Rumson for golf and entertainment. The leadership of the Club made it a point to tell Mercer such invitations would need to be curtailed. Sensing an ultimatum was brewing, Mercer took a preemptive approach. His response was rather straightforward. He would entertain who he wished, when he wished and where he wished. If that meant leaving Rumson, so be it.
His love of golf was deeply embedded. Mercer was also a member of the Augusta National Golf Club. He owned land located in the nearby community of Colts Neck in which he raised prized Guernseys and Charolais cattle. Mercer engaged the services of architect Robert Trent Jones, Sr. who had offices not far from the site in Montclair, NJ.
Jones was at the height of his design career and he created for Mercer an 18-hole layout far beyond what Rumson offered. The course became the ultra-private haven for Mercer, his family and guests. For a number of years the closest the public had ever come to the property was seeing it from adjoining roads. It would not be a stretch of truth to say that more non-members played Pine Valley then played Hominy Hill during its private club status time frame.
Near the end of Mercer’s life a decision was made to sell Hominy Hill to the Monmouth County Parks Department with the caveat that the property would forever to be used as a golf facility open to the general public.
The Hominy Hill course encompasses the motif of a Jones design. Long tees with even larger bunkers with sprawling greens with a number of internal contours. The land is only slightly better than dead flat so mounding was created to give the course some added definition.
One of the dividends in Hominy Hill becoming public was the top tier nature of the turf. The course was far from your normal “muni” course because the pedigree of the layout meant on many days when Mercer owned the property staff outnumbered the total number of people playing.
The course has a few holes of note. The downhill slight dog-leg right 4th is a fine par-5. A pond awaits those going for the green in two if that bold play is pulled to the left. The dog-leg left par-4 8th is a fine hole. The green hugs the nearby out-of-bounds for the approach. Jones added two other risk/reward par-5’s at the 9th and 14th holes respectively.
The par-3, #11 is similar to what Jones created with the 12th hole at Spyglass Hill. The finish is a balancing act of a par-3, par-5 and par-4 closing.The architecture has its moments but it would be a stretch to define it as compelling.
Hominy Hill hosted big time events. It is one of only a few sites in America to have hosted both the men’s and women’s public links national championship for the USGA.
Ironically, what started as a piece of land, reserved for only the select few, has now become a wonderful haven for all types of golfers to enjoy.
From Iceland to Bedminster
We are quickly moving through the summer season. In a few weeks, the third Major (The Open) will happen. Later in July, I’ll be heading to the Jersey Shore to play a few rounds there. Why does summer seem to pass so quickly?
In the meantime, a few items have come across the screen. They caught me eye and I thought they might interest you. From our cousins in Iceland comes an interesting idea.
In a pioneering move to inspire responsible resource use and in a response to changing lifestyles, The Golf Union of Iceland discontinued all reference to hole counts from its championship criteria. Now, 18 holes are no longer a requirement for a golf championships in Iceland. Iceland is a country where around 10% of the population of 330,000 play golf on almost seventy courses, most of which have nine holes.
The original plan was to hold next year’s event on an existing 12-hole course. But the Golf Union decided to implement the idea this year. A few greens on the Westman Islands GC lagged behind in quality due to a seemingly excessive combination of winter salt spray and wind chill. These “bad” holes were simply omitted from the routing. The remaining holes were re-numbered to form a loop of 13 holes starting and finishing at the clubhouse.
The Iceland National Match Play Championships, the KPMG Cup, took place in the Westman Islands 23-25 June. There Gudrún Brá Björgvinsdóttir celebrated victory in the women’s class, defeating Helgi Kristín Einarsdóttir 3/2. Egill Ragnar Gunnarsson defeated Alfreð Brynjari Kristinsson in the final, 5-3. “There were more holes than usual in the final, 26 holes in total. Certainly, this was more stressful, but I found this tournament to be fun,” said Egill Ragnar after the win. “This tournament was different from other tournaments, strange in many ways, but it was a fun tournament,” said Guðrún Brá.
It could be the first time that an established golf nation staged a national championship on a course with fewer than 18 holes in the modern era.
Explaining this novel move, GUI president Haukur Birgisson said, “People’s needs have changed and will continue to do so. This includes people who already play golf and those interested in taking up a healthy form of outdoor life.”
Recent media coverage and industry discussion have revealed growing concerns that an 18-hole rounds of golf are at risk of becoming irrelevant to growing numbers of existing and potential golfers.
“People need more options. We should not stand in the way of innovation among our member golf clubs. Therefore we are introducing more flexibility. For us, this is appropriate on many levels, because the focused concept of golf’s return to flexible hole counts comes from Iceland,” Haukur added, referring to the Why-18-holes concept developed and advocated by Edwin Roald, an Icelandic golf architect.
I have talked about my friend Edwin Roald on these pages before.
Edwin is a golf course architect from Iceland. Edwin is also the founder of the “Why 18?” concept. In “Why 18?” the question of why does a golf course need 18 holes to be considered “real” or championship is considered. “Why 18?” also says that there should be no set number of holes. Read about the concept here.
In other news, they say that if you want to know the true nature of a man, play a round of golf with him. Last week we got a glimpse of the nature of one golfer.
Sure, we can say that because he owns the course, he can do what he wants. I think that if he has so little respect for the course, how much can he have for the game itself?
(This is updated from an earlier edition.)
Thirteen can be a lucky number!
On this holiday, thirteen years ago, I came home from work and changed my clothes. It was a sunny day, that is not a rarity in South Florida, but it was fairly mild temperature wise so golf was the decision on how to spend the afternoon.
I decided to walk, which is rare in South Florida golf. Most people ride motorized carts. Delray Beach Muni allows walking and also boasts nine holes designed by the great Donald Ross. So it was off to play golf. Little did I know how that decision was to change my life.
Stepping up to the counter, I announced my intention on how I wanted to play. After taking my money, the counterman turns to a woman in the pro shop and says that I might be kind enough to play with her. After our introduction and a few putts on the practice green we were off.
Lucky for me, the stigma of tees was not an issue to me. I had rectified that playing from any tee was the same golf course only using different clubs. I asked the young woman from Sweden if she would like me to play from the forward tees with her. I just thought it more conducive to have a social round.
I quickly enjoyed playing with Eva. She was a player, as her efforts were signified by the sound of her club hitting the golf ball. I also learned my first words of Swedish as an errant shot was met with a flurry of words that I was sure didn’t mean, “Nice shot, Eva!”
By the turn, I was captured and spent the back nine trying out various scenarios that would extend our time together. Alas, at the end of the round, the clubhouse lounge was closed so I couldn’t invite her to the 19th hole.
But I did carry her bag (just a small pencil travel kit) to her car and tripped all over myself getting another date with her. As the poets would say, I was smitten.
Well, since that fateful day, I followed Eva to Stockholm almost a year later to the day. We have been a twosome ever since. I can safely say that I have played more rounds of golf with Eva than any other person on earth. We have played above the Arctic Circle and in Europe, Morocco and the USA.
Eva has changed my life in so many wonderful ways. I am a better person for knowing her and, much to my detriment, I don’t let her know it enough.
But I’m here to tell you all, especially her, that Memorial Day 2004 is memorable to me. It was kismet that brought us together. It was my lucky day.
Lower Handicap or Money Back
Yesterday I received a press release in the email from Golf för Vuxna (Golf for Adults). I have talked before about my adventure with this unconventional golf swing.
The founder, Sacke Frondelius, guarantees that you will lower your handicap using his method. If that does not happen after six months of purchasing his online course he will give you 500 SEK. Lower your current handicap using the Golf för Vuxna method or you’ll get money back.
First of all, the Golf for Vuxna swing came to be by accident. Frondelius was in a severe car accident that damaged his back. The damage was so great that doctors had wondered if he would ever walk again. But playing golf, with its twists and turns was out of the question. But determined, Sacke wanted to play golf again.
Here, the Golf for Adults creator tells how he discovered this swing. “After my car accident, I had to find a gentler way to play golf,” says Sacke Frondelius. “As a result of years of testing I came up with a new way to swing. I checked my results with doctors, physiotherapists and PGA instructors. Using the best amateur and professional players I could find, I tested it. I never thought that my new swing would become a safer and better way for anyone to play golf.”
The traditional golf swing has harmful and difficult movements. The Golf for Adults swing strips those away. The result is an easier and more natural swing. The Golf for Adults swing has just a few basic principles that are easy to learn and repeat. The movements follow recognizable everyday movements . The results are straighter and longer golf shots.
I use this swing and can tell you the results are as they say. And after 18 holes, my lower back is never sore.
Sacke Frondelius is sure that his swing will work for golfers of all ages. In fact, he will pay you money if your handicap does not lower after six months of buying his program. Now that is unusual. I’d like to see the face of your present instructor after you ask him for the same deal.