The monthly reader poll.
I recently cut the bejesus out of my left thumb with a serrated knife, because I’m not smart enough to talk and slice bread at the same time. After the bleeding stopped, I was initially worried how this might stunt, or even set back, my recent golf swing progress and practice. Surprisingly, the exploratory surgery…
Last month I asked you, Dear Readers, to consider who brings out your best on the golf course. Obviously, I think all golfers would like to be able to play their best whenever one visits a special golf course. I know the opposite usually happens for me, as I regularly psych myself out with over-amped…
During a recent conversation with a friend who plays golf almost as much as I do, he mentioned how much he dreads rounds with some of his semi-regular golfing pals because they are complete jabber-jaws. After a couple of holes worth of constant chatter, his partners’ need to engage in pointless conversation gets under my…
I’ll have a Bloody Mary and a steak sandwich…and a steak sandwich, please. – Fletch It turns out, Dear Readers, that we golfers are gluttons. We’re gluttons for a longer golf season. We’re gluttons for punishment, as rarely is our best “good enough” on the golf course. And, according to the results of the September…
As Labor Day has come and gone, taking the best parts of summer with it into the rear-view mirror, I already find myself periodically daydreaming about, scheming, and planning next year’s Guys’ Golf Trip. Yes, next year is still a long way off. I mean, sure, there’s an entire college football season, college basketball season,…
Except for the summer-ending round Friday afternoon, I’d spent August in slump. I simply could not get off the tee box with my driver with any consistency, and it really brought my entire game down. Maybe I was approaching my problems the wrong way, I wondered. I’m sure I had been over thinking the entire…
Last Saturday was just “one of those days” on the golf course. It was one of those days when I couldn’t get off the tee box, wasn’t striking the ball well with my irons, and even had my wedges and putter betray me. My round was one of those golf outings that if I were…
Well, Dear Readers, your responses to the July Poll Question confirm that collectively, we are quite the group of degenerate gamblers. However, our preference for how we lose money to our friends is as varied as all the games available on a Las Vegas casino floor. By the slimmest of margins, the classic Nassau proved…
In July, we Americans celebrate the annual remembrance of our forefathers throwing off the shackles of King George’s Imperial Tyranny and forging a new nation founded on beliefs in liberty, freedom, and republican democracy. We celebrate this most American national holiday by eating hot dogs (German), shooting off fireworks (Chinese), enjoying the 1812 Overture (Russian)…
In a plurality decision, Dear Readers, most of us, as a group, don’t like having an entire side of the golf course taken away from us on the tee. That is the not-quite-overwhelming result of the May Poll question. Personally, I have to agree. If there is a particular place or direction I absolutely cannot…
Playing Eagle Ridge G.C. recently, I was faced with a variety of hind-parts-puckeringly scary golf shots. There was trouble everywhere on the course, from bunkers to ravines to falling off the side of the mountain at any given time. The view from the tees had to be designed to mess with golfers’ minds, because I…
I realize that the May Question of the Month was probably only interesting to a certain level of avid golfer, fodder for those golf nerds and course design junkies among us. However, I had no idea the response would be so overwhelmingly one-sided. Apparently, Dear Readers, collectively we love the smooth, deep green color of…
The Bearded Golfer (and Wife) jaunt through Maui has come to a close. Of course the scenery was beautiful, it was nice to have dipped our toes in both the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans in the same calendar year (a first for me), and was generally a fantastic vacation. The three rounds of golf I…
April’s Question of the Month, Would you actually want to live on a golf course, elicited a varied response from you, Dear Readers. Some voters had some strong, clear-cut opinions, while other took advantage of the nuanced options available in the poll. In an editorial note, if I had the opportunity to recreate the poll…
I love golf. I love playing golf, being around the game, and being around the golf course. But if I would actually want to live on a golf course is another matter entirely. Would you? And before you answer, yes, we all would love to win the SuperMegaPowerBall lottery and be able to afford one…
Another month has come and gone here at One Bearded Golfer, and yet another round of poll question results are in. The March Question of the Month asked what do you practice to improve your golf game? The results are staggeringly politically correct. A full 78% percent of respondents dutifully submitted that they really work…
Last month, Brian over at All About Golf posed a thought-provoking column about what and how to practice to improve your golf game. He concluded the post by asking readers whether they focus on developing their strengths or fixing their weaknesses on the golf course. I know that if I truly want to improve, it…
The results are in for February’s Question of the Month: What is your cold tolerance for golf? The people have spoken and the readers of this blog are decidedly a hearty group of brave souls and golf addicted fiends. Or, they all can’t stand their wives (or husbands) and have to hide on the links. …
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…
I traditionally grow a beard during the cold Kentucky winter between Christmas and my birthday (January 20). This year, with the early cold snap upon us well before Christmas, I unleashed my inner Highlander Scotsman the week after Thanksgiving. The picture to the left is the current state of affairs on my face. On the…