Jonathan's Short Story Essay: Death Of A Golf Player

“2 days till the legendary Tiger Woods tees off and the world is happy to see him make his return. But the question remains, is he ready for Masters after his appalling last game?” the News reader asked the viewers

Imagine the sun bursting through the trees for the first time of the new day, the smell of freshly cut grass still potent to your nose as you tee the ball up for a round of golf in the cool mist of a spring morning. "That is what brings you back every time, the smell of the air, the coolness of the whether and the beautiful surroundings that make every shot enjoyable." (Suess, PI) This is the game of golf in its finest and most exquisite time to many people and many people it has touched in its long history. Golf is a lifestyle and not just games to people that are avid in playing. The game of golf has a history that is rich in technological advances and personal accomplishments, which through time has shown to shape

Marsden sat down with his swing coach to set up his objectives for his golf career. He realized he had a lot of work to do to reach that goal of winning a Green Jacket. Marsden’s father Jeff, had bought him a membership at Mattaponi Springs, where he would spend countless hours on the range and around the greens. Dyson had a routine he would do every day; he would hit eight perfect shots with each club in his bag. The young man then would move on to the chipping surface, he hit fifty perfect shots that had to land within three feet of the pin. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would be on the range practicing, if he didn’t answer the phone and you needed him he was at the range working. He would put in dedication into his golf game twenty four seven.

And finally there was the number one spot, the creme of the crop, the number one golfer in the school and the entire state. Dustin McCallaster. Dustin looked like what you would think the high school quarterback would look like in every cheesy high school movie. He had short brown hair, clear skin, a sly smile, chiseled features, ocean blue eyes, and a golf game that would blow you away. Dustin was a super respectful, and would always help everyone at practice before he would even begin. He was truly an amazing role model, one that Wes has looked up to his entire life. Wes had earned his way on to the JV team for Dellburg high this year and is the number one spot, which is no easy task in itself. Every player on the Varsity roster shoots consistently in a range from 67 to 73. Wes was about a two handicap which means he shoots a range from about 74 to 79. Ever since Wes was a young boy he had always had aspirations to play for this prestigious team. He had practiced day and night for years trying to accomplish this one goal. It always came down to the same thing that was holding him back, putting. Wes could hit the ball like no ones business always putting himself into great position to score, but never being able to make the clutch putts to put himself into the low 70’s range. Wes would always have coach Wilder, the JV coach, help him during practice on short and long lag

Looking back on my three previous years playing for Edmond Memorial’s golf team, I realize how great I could have become. This is only because I decided to play safe golf. Hahn warns us of this in the story by saying, “we long for peace and security” (Hahn 91). As the famous quote states, “you miss one-hundred percent of the shots you do not take” (Wayne Gretzky). When I am near a creek or hazard on the golf course I imagine all the bad shots that could occur. This then leads me to hit one of those bad shots, whereas if I had imagined all the good shots I would have performed. Anyone who has golfed before is well aware that golf is more so mental game than a physical game; coincidently similar to life itself. Life and golf present us with two options, “we can recognize and embrace [fear] or act out of [fear]” (Hahn

I was walking towards the seventeenth hole of the Deep Cliff golf course, listening the rattle of the clubs on my back. My mouth dry of thirst from the pack of trail mix I had ate. I looked down at my scorecard and realized that I did not do as fortunate as I thought. My feet were aching and my arms were sore. I arrived at the seventeenth tee box after what felt like ages. I scanned the sign next to a decrepit bench. It read that the flag was one hundred seventy yards away. I dug deep into my pocket and pulled out a three inch tee and a golf ball. I teed up the ball, eyeing the flag in the distance. Little did I know, that the proudest moment of my life was waiting for me one hundred seventy yards away.

Thankfully, an older man who was warming up before his game saw me struggling. He came up to me and asked me if I wanted a few pointers. Slightly shocked, I accepted his offer. Over from the man’s golf cart, his partner yelled at him to hurry up and stop wasting time. However, the man signaled his partner to wait. He said to me, “Well first, your feet aren’t quite lined up with the ball.” I adjusted my feet to his liking. “Next, keep your left arm straight all the way throughout your swing. Lastly, just keep your eye on the ball. You’re looking up, and you aren’t hitting the ball in the right spot.” I lined up my feet, took my arms back, focused my eyes on the ball, and “POCK!” I looked up to see my ball soaring through the air and almost hitting the fence 100 yards away! I looked over at the kind gentleman, smiling. He smiled and raised his eyebrows. “Let’s see if you can do that again.” I did exactly what he told me to do, and sure enough, the ball soared. We practiced for

A matter of opinion has separated a variety of sports enthusiasts apart, due to the ongoing debate of whether golf is a sport or simply a skill. Famed golfer Arnold Palmer declared, “Golf is deceptively simple and endlessly complicated; it satisfies the soul and frustrates the intellect. It is at the same time rewarding and maddening – and it is without a doubt the greatest game mankind has ever invented. (ThinkQuest.com)” These words state what every athlete experiences and feels when he/she is turning a double play, making the game winning three point shot, or throwing a hail mary pass for a touchdown. Golfers are athletes too, they train for that big moment just like any other athlete, but

Today, I will demonstrate the basics of the golf swing that every golfer must know to be successful. II. Transition to Thesis and/or Clarification of Topic: Experienced golfers know that there is no “right” way to swing a golf club, but there are plenty of mistakes that can ruin your day at the course. I will explain the proper way to swing a club so that these mistakes do not occur. III.

He says, “Don’t worry about anything, just trust in the work you’ve put in and go compete.” These dark thoughts of failure and doubt are now replaced with much warmer memories. I begin to reminisce about the years of long hours practicing and grinding in order to get to this moment. I think about all the time that I’ve spent with my friends that were on the same mission that I was as we played the game we loved from the time the sun popped up in the east and fell down over the horizon in the west. I am much more calm now as I take the tee and our round begins. I look to my fellow competitors and I see many of the same mistakes that I make. This gives me comfort in knowing that even though they do have a prestigious past, the golf ball doesn’t know

Harrington’s career started at age 15 when he played his first golf tournament, but he had started playing golf at age 5. Padraig chose this career because he fell in love with the sport, he liked calculating and rerunning his thoughts on how he was going to hit his golf ball to land closer to the putt hole. He also had to pay attention to where and how fast the direction of the wind was headed to make his swing more accurate. Padraig’s love for golf has helped not only himself, but scientists calculate how his “Happy Gilmore” technique travels far in a perfectly legal swing.

It was a peaceful, sunny day and perfect for golfing. The lake shimmered with sunlight as my dad, Ellie and I scooted up the hill in our golf cart, ready to go putt out balls in the hole. “Hey Kate,” my dad said, “Go see if you can find your ball, I will come and help you after I putt my ball in.”

“My uncle just said, ‘Don’t stop,’” Stewart said. “I want to continue to get better. He told me to know the golf side of it and the golf course side of it.”

Undoubtedly, Junah’s golf game starts to improve. He is soon knocking strokes off of his score easily. Hagen and Jones quickly see that their third opponent is not to be taken lightly. Not long after, Junah shocks the crowd when he calls a penalty on himself for accidentally moving his ball. Only Hardy witnesses this mistake, but Junah knows he cannot lie.

A player's home course is special. He plays it so many times, he knows it inside and out. The hills, the hazards all become familiar to him. He is able to judge his progress one day against nearly