Golf is a game that originated in Scotland in the 15th Century. The first games were recorded in 1503-1504.
From the beginning, the clothing was practical fashion wear.
It consisted of tweed suits with vests and, if knickers were chosen as trousers, knee-high stockings were worn to complete the outfit, quite fashionable.
It was definitely a “gentlemen’s” game. It was a sport that was taken very seriously and was somewhat “stuffy.”
This game has certainly changed in the way it is approached today, especially in the dress, except for how John Daly surprises everyone with his “over the top” pants.
I have an ardent golfer and he loves to play the game. He is a very serious golfer, as he approaches the game with a need to be at his best and criticizes himself when he does not play well. He, however, is not stodgily dressed as he usually wears jeans or shorts and loose fitting shirts to play this stick and ball game.
Most men who are passionate about this game never get enough of the sport. There is even “night golf” where glow-in-the-dark balls are used. Most of these golfers do not let anything interfere with a tee time.
I heard about one golfer and his partner playing on a Sunday and one of them was late. The other golfer asked why his lateness?
The reply, “Since it was Sunday, I had to toss a coin to see if I would go to church or the golf course.”
The partner said, “I understand, but what took so long?”
He answered, “I had to toss it fifteen times!” These are men who take golf seriously.
My husband would have been very delighted had I wanted to learn to play golf. I just cannot see chasing that little white ball all over nearly 75 acres just to make it fall into a hole.
Several years ago we did have a golf tournament called, “A Divorce Tournament.” The husband and wife, no matter that she had never played, teamed up to play in the competition.
We would only play nine holes and I could do that! All I had to do was put it into the hole after he had driven it many yards to get it to the green.
Well, I tried; I really did.
But every time I held the putter just as he had placed it in my hand and set my fingers in exactly the correct pattern, I would hit the ball and it would roll off the green, sometimes into the rough, one time even into the kitty litter, or sand trap.
I do understand that a golf score of 70 – 100 is an average and good score.
I believe we shot 90 that day.
Good you say? Maybe so had we played 18 holes. I saw several men throw their clubs high into the air that day and mix expletives with their eyes of surprise/horror.
After the match was finished my husband pulled me into a hug, just so he could whisper in my ear without being over heard and said, “Honey, as I really don’t want us to divorce, this will be your last time to play with me, okay?”
I was and am in total agreement.
Bogie Hoagies
Use a crusty Italian seedy bread. I use homemade, but you can use store bought just as well and I make a 12” and halve it.
Start with several thin slices of smoked ham, turkey, roast beef, slices of American cheese and pepperjack cheese.
After placing on the bread, toast it until the cheese melts and then add tomatoes, lettuce, onion, and peppers.
Spread on your favorite condiment.
