Dad, can you explain something to me? Why is it that in golf, people have to be completely silent when the guy is getting ready to hit a little ball that is sitting right in front of you, on the ground, and not moving at all; but in baseball, when the guy is preparing to hit a bigger ball that is flying through the air, headed straight towards you at ninety miles an hour, everyone is supposed to make as much noise as possible?
Recently, as part of a baseball fundraiser, Jock had to work at a small concession stand at the 9th hole during a local golf tournament. The rule that baffled him the most was the mandatory silence when the golfer came up to the tee. Really, I'm with him on this one. As a family, we've always been more fans of the fast paced games where there tends to be a lot of action, such as football and hockey. We also love baseball, because despite the slower pace, there is a lot of excitement on that diamond. It could be due to those ninety mile an hour balls. Regardless, we've never been big golf fans.
Coach will be the first to tell you he's really not great at it. It's well known in the family that if Coach is golfing, and there is a living thing of nature on that course that someone, somewhere, could have as a pet, he'll hit it with the ball. Birds have fallen out of the sky, and squirrels have fallen out of trees. Perhaps if one of them took up residence in that little cup in the hole? Then maybe his ball would get there a little sooner.
We couldn't give Jock a good answer to his question. If there are any avid golfers out there, maybe you could shed some light on this one for me? In the meantime, we all decided we liked Bug's answer for him:
Jock, baseball is a game of excitement, so the people get excited. Golf? Well, golf is..... not.
6 comments:
Oh man. I thought, when I saw the title of the post, that it would be about curling. Dang. Don't have an answer for either "sport" though. Sorry.
I totally yell on the golf course. Not kidding... heehee!
Great point about golf vs. baseball. I'd never thought of that.
I never could get into golf... something about my complete lack of aim (I wish I were kidding) and certainly something about having to stay silent... just wouldn't work for me obviously :)
Of course, living where it's warm year 'round I'd probably get a nasty letter from the tourist board if I didn't give it official "sport" status... it's just not my game!
Yup, that sums it up. Golf is not. No golfers in this house. Oh, we have clubs, ya' know, just in case.
That is hilarious..."golf...is not." Supposedly because it is a "gentleman's sport, but I've seen a few of those guys on the PGA who are definitely not gentlemen! Thanks for reading my extremely long tribute to Little Man, my blog is my journal of sorts, I am having it printed and bound at teh end of each year as our family record. Killing 2 birds with one stone since I'm not a scrapbooker. Anyway, thanks again for sticking with the long post!
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