The Golfer's Wife

Golfer vs golfer

There is a difference between a Golfer and a golfer. Actually there are many differences, some big, some small. Being a golfer is not a bad thing. I may live with a Golfer, but I myself am a golfer. I have managed, over 'lo these many years, to recognize the traits that differentiate the Golfer from the golfer. I have even managed to pick up a few of the important ones myself. As time goes on however, it has become increasingly clear that I will never pick up all the traits needed to become a Golfer. I just don't have it in me. Which is a nice way of saying I think many of them are silly, pointless, and quite frankly, down right annoying. However. There are those of you out there who aspire to become not just a golfer, but a Golfer. So on a regular basis I will be revealing to you those traits that separate one from the other. You can decide for yourself which ones you think are worth your time, and which ones are silly/pointless/down right annoying. And if it's really worth the effort involved to move from a small g to a large G.

This Blog is Biased

Let's get this out of the way up front. This blog is gender biased. There are more and more women golfers, which is a wonderful thing. This means more and more men will find themselves trying to avoid becoming golf widowers, and more and more women golfers will be working on becoming Golfers. This is fantastic. However, I am the wife of a Golfer. This means when I write a post it is from the perspective of the long suffering wife. I could make sure that everything was completely gender neutral, but that would really mess with my writing flow, such as it is, and that would reduce any reading pleasure I might have managed to introduce. And besides, it's a pain, and this is supposed to be fun. So, let me apologize right now for the gender bias. I don't mean to exclude anyone, or to imply that only wives of Golfers have these issues, or only men can be Golfers. It's just that it's my blog and I'm the one posting so it's going to be biased to my point of view. So, if a post doesn't seem to apply to you, just replace all the hes with shes, hims with hers, and wife with husband, and then read it again. I'm sure you'll find it's entirely relevant to your situation.

The First Post

I married a Golfer. A Golfer, not a golfer. There is a difference. And yes I knew he was a Golfer when I married him. It was not one of those after the honeymoon 'Oh, by the way...'s. I married him in spite of his habit of disappearing for hours at a time on the weekends. I actually played golf before I met him. I took lessons and played on a regular basis with people at work. However, let's be honest here, I played to meet men, not out of any love for the game. It was the means to an end. As it turns out it was not how I met The Golfer. And the fact that I played golf and had very little to do with The Golfer deciding I was wifely material. I was, to put it mildly, terrible. As I said, the point was to meet men, not lower my handicap.

I'm not much better now than I was then, but I've been married to The Golfer many years now, and have managed to develop an appreciation for the game, despite having a handicap greater than my age. You'll notice the title of this blog is The Golfer's Wife, not the Golf Widow. I am not a Golf Widow, mostly because the Golfer is a Golfer, not a golfer. As I said, I have managed to develop an appreciation for the game. And that is the purpose of this blog. To pass on a little of that appreciation. To help golfers become Golfers and to keep spouses of said Golfers from becoming Golf Widows/Widowers ( although, practically speaking, the former far outnumber the latter ).

You will not find course reviews, or equipment ratings here. You won't hear about the latest ways to improve your swing, or cure the yips. What you will get is a discussion of various aspects of the game and how it can be part of your life without taking over your life. And for those long suffering significant others we will examine everything from how to watch a tournament without falling asleep, to the proper head covers to purchase for the next birthday/anniversary. Don't know what the aforementioned yips are? This is the place for you. Or for anyone who is trying to understand the almost mystical appeal that using a stick to whack a ball into a hole in a ground seems to have for some people. And we will approach it all with a healthy sense of humor. Because Golf is, in spite of everything you may have heard to the contrary, just a game. And if you can't look at it will a sense of humor, then really, what's the point?