I enjoy perusing the Golf Digest Hot List each winter, but I don’t know that it’s ever sparked a burning desire in me to purchase new golf clubs. I’m not much of a gadget guy or technology-head. I rarely like, much less need, the next latest, greatest technology (2004 called yesterday and asked for my…
Though of very little significance to me, the varying standards of golf course food options are always something I notice. Some golf clubs have elaborate grill rooms, full bars, and plush dining rooms for their members or patrons to enjoy. Other courses offer food that’s one step below what you might find spinning on the…
I attended my second ever golf lesson Thursday night with Mike over at Man O’ War Golf. I approached the session with a modicum of confidence because I had worked diligently on the key points from my first lesson. I had gone to the practice range 5 or 6 times in the two weeks since…
Once upon a time, Widow’s Watch Golf Club, now known as Golf Club of the Bluegrass, was a beautiful escape into the Jessamine County countryside. Unencumbered by civilization and its shortfalls, Widow’s Watch golf course was routed through raw, rolling hills with thick timber stands framing the incredibly natural terrain. It was my favorite course…
I’ve taken our Winterpocalypse as an opportunity to re-read one of my favorite golf books, Harvey Penick’s Little Red Book. I first read the Little Red Book while in college. If such a thing is possible, I knew less about golf and the golf swing then than I do now. Trying to digest any level…
One of my great joys of each of the last few golf seasons was the opportunity to play a couple of rounds at Champion Trace Golf Club with my friend, Mark, who has been a member there as long as I’ve known him. If it can be helped, I never pass up an opportunity to…
A very special Valentine’s Day guest column from The Wife: As long as I’ve known my husband, he’s been an enthusiastic golfer. It became the norm that he would take a day on a weekend and play, generally once every two months, with a fraternity alumni tournament sprinkled in here and there. Of course, this…
I consider the Gay Brewer Jr. Course at Picadome my home course, and I absolutely love playing there. My GHIN profile tells me I played 13 full rounds there in 2013 (shooting to an average of 87 for the year), though it feels like I was there at least once a week. “Picadome,” for short,…
I have to admit, I was more than a little excited to receive the PMGA (Picadome Men’s Golf Association) club tournament calendar via email the other morning. Despite being in the middle of a complete swing overhaul, the promise of playing golf on a course unencumbered by snow, ice, and fallen tree branches put a…
I didn’t even consider taking up the game of golf until after high school. And if it weren’t for my brother, Dan, I may never have given it a try. Until that time, I was a baseball player that didn’t have the time or money to invest in golf, and was (ignorantly) afraid that the…
Today I took my first golf lesson…ever. Sure, I’d received plenty off-the-cuff advice on my golf swing over the years. I’d read Ben Hogan’s Five Lessons and Harvey Penick’s Little Red Book. I’d even gone through a couple club fitting sessions. But this was my first experience intentionally setting aside my pride and reaching out…
It has been a long, white winter here in Central Kentucky, which has included record low temperatures and more snow and ice than anytime in my 17 years in Lexington. We’ve endured weeks on end of overcast skies before, but it’s hard to find anyone that recalls a harsher Kentucky winter with more brutal conditions…
Confession time: I used to laugh with my friends at the lone single golfer, and hope to God they didn’t get paired with our group. If someone couldn’t find even one buddy or acquaintance to join them, why bother going to the golf course at all? Wasn’t it humiliating to show up and have your…
Like most other Americans, in the last month I’ve had my fill of gray skies, snowdrifts, and the polar vortex to last for several winters. The recent sub-zero temperature blasts only intensify the daydreams of warm, sunny days filled with lush green fairways and smooth-rolling greens, and accelerates the planning for how to spend the…
The votes are in for January’s Question of the Month, concerning the fate of the winter beard. The overwhelming response is that The Beard should survive. With giddy approval from The Wife, the facial incarnation of my inner Highlander-Scotsman will continue to thrive as our brutal Winter continues to pummel the Bluegrass region. Whether the…