Women Golfers

The Lovely Sharon, as those who know her are aware, is a good golfer; no she is a very good golfer. I am someone who plays golf but she is a golfer. I play golfer often with her. I enjoy playing golf with my men friends but I must admit that the Lovely Sharon is my favorite golfing partner. She takes it seriously, talks very little during a round of golf and is a study in concentration on the course. I am a talker and I relax by talking, just the opposite of Sharon. She is self taught and hits the ball a long way. She has a powerful and repeating golf swing. I am always asking her what she is thinking when takes the club away or when she starts the down swing. I often have men ask me if it makes me feel bad that my wife beats me every time we play golf. I lose to her every time we play. She beats me even when we play the same tees. I am very proud of her golfing skill. I would rather that I play bad than her play bad. I am her biggest fan.

I have been fortunate enough to play Cypress Point Golf Club seven times. This great course is always rated the second or third best course in the United States. The Lovely Sharon has played with me 3 or 4 times at Cypress Point. The first time she played with me at Cypress Point it was a three day golf trip with me, two of my buddies and the Lovely Sharon. We played five rounds of golf on five different courses in three days in the Carmel-Monterey area. We played Cypress Point, Spyglass, Pasa Tiempo and two other courses. It was golf, more golf and still more golf. She was one of the boys. At Cypress Point when her caddie realized he was going to be carry the bag of a “woman” he was obviously not very excited. She was sorting her balls before the round and it looked like she had about 75 balls. Her caddie sarcastically said “Lady I don’t think you need that many balls” and so she sorted most of them out. She birdied the first hole, had one or two more birdies, and played the same ball the entire round. After the first hole, her caddy was definitely a fan and was fist pumping when she hit good shots. She had the lowest score of all us. On the same trip she had an eagle two on a par four at Laguna Seca Golf Course. She and I played a two ball game against my two buddies in all five rounds and we beat them. My buddies were both low handicap golfers and they had a very difficult time in accepting that a mere woman was kicking their manly asses.

One of the things that the Lovely Sharon has brought to me is the opportunity to play with a number of very fine golfers who happen to be women. These women golfers are in Salt Lake City and in Palm Desert. In Utah they include Annette, Jean, Mary, Nanette, Martha, Robyn and many others. In Palm Desert the number seems to be even greater and number Linda, Lynn, Kathy, Gail, Janet, Carol, Bunny, Eloise, Arlene and others. For those of you I have left off the list I apologize for my forgetfulness. I cannot tell you how good these women are. I cannot tell you how much I enjoy watching them play golf. They are so much better than me. I am in awe when I play with them. I study their swings, I look for clues. I look for tips. Some men golfers don’t think much of women golfers and don’t like playing with them. These friends of Sharon are better than most of the men I play with. They are certainly better than I am.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not suggesting that women don’t drive me crazy, they certainly do. But I do appreciate and admire those who are top notch golfers just as I do top notch men golfers.