Spring Road Research Paper

My pace was brisk climbing up the final fairway, bag feeling twice as heavy as I knew it to be. The energy that had surged within me hours before was almost depleted, and frustration coursed through me at the way I had “ruined my score.” My attitude induced an inability to enjoy the beauty surrounding me, as it usually did when I golfed. I trudged up to my ball (that, of course, had rolled into the thick rough). Bag clunking onto the ground as the legs sprang out, I pulled out the overworked range finder to find the distance to the flag. After staring at my clubs, considering, I pulled the five iron out of my bag. At that point, it was nowhere near as shiny as it had been at the beginning of the round. Scraping off most of the dirt, I stepped up to the ball and tried to keep my mind free of the memories of past rounds.

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.

The sport of golf requires a lot out of a player physically, but the game is even more mental than physical. It will test one’s will to make it through each hole let alone the full round or season. This mental challenge comes from the time it takes to hit each shot as well as the huge individual aspect it has. When someone is out on the course they are truly alone with their thoughts and golf clubs. There is no feeling in any sport that can compare to that.

I step up to the tee box with my driver. Tee and lucky golf ball in hand, I gaze out onto the fairway and take a deep breath. I set up my ball on the tee not too high but just right and look at my target one more time. I take my club back and swing as hard as I can, “BAM!” I see the ball hurtle towards the hole at a lightning speed and 265 yards down the middle of the fairway it comes to a halt. This was one of my best shots, but I knew there were more things to come, good and awful. I was excited to develop more and more skills and to be able to apply for a scholarship. My very first golf tournament was coming up and hopefully more to come.

Anticipation is waiting eagerly for something you know is going to happen. For me, it’s the long, rolling hills of green that craft a unique, strategic game. A game I have grown to love. It is everything from the excitement of preparation till the moment I tee off. As I gather the equipment-clubs, tees, and golf balls-anticipation floods my senses. Preparing myself for the long journey of 18 holes, excitement and anticipation continues to pulse like an electric current inside me. Not until I strap on my glove and mentally prepare myself, do I realize I have been through this routine countless times. The only difference is this could be one of my last times. One of the last times I step onto the fresh grass of a course, with the goal of achieving

One hundred eighty acres of neatly groomed grass, pools of sand, and trickling streams make up the alluring atmosphere of golf. The game may seem easy at first glance, but try and hit the ball into a four and a half inch hole from four hundred and fifty yards away. Then, try and do that while every eye is watching and recording all your faults and mishaps. Soon those pools of sand will become deadly traps, and the trickling streams become graves for the unlucky. The sport of golf is a mentally difficult activity. Unlike basketball which requires more physical attributes, golf asks your mind to train day in and day out with an unwavering consistency. Golf depends solely on the golfer’s daily mental status and ability to overrule or train the brain to obey and play by the principles of the game.

Having never played on an actual golf course before, aside from the small driving range across from my house, I was honestly somewhat intrigued. I got out of the car with a grin on my face, sweat on my brow, and a seven iron in my bag. I walked towards the putting green with a pep in my step, forgetting about my

A smooth swing backed by power propelled my Titleist 230 yards down the fairway. A feeling of emotions ran through me as I started off the golf game. The first hole proved to be as challenging as the rest of the course would be that day.

The daze comes to an end. I was in the same daze for the whole round. It was a long, tough battle, back and forth, hole by hole. I arrived on the 18th hole, all square in our match, feeling as nervous as I started. I stood on the tee, thinking I can be the hero by making an incredible shot, but I had so much adrenaline in my body that I flew the green. I realized that there is a monster that has a lot of energy ready to burst out of me.

Then we went onto hole number five.I hit, it was good, my dad hit, it was bad.I went to my next hit and I landed right next to the green.My dad hit and got really close to my ball.I hit again but not hard enough, because I thought I would hit the ball to hard and it would go over.My dad hit and made it on the green.I hit and made it on the green to.I hit again and made it in the hole, and so did my dad.

As Rickie Fowler once wisely said, “All you can do is really the prep work and make sure you 're ready to hit each golf shot. Outside of that, you 're not sure really what 's going to happen. It 's a funny game, but I think that 's why I love it. You never know, one day to the next; you could go shoot 62, and the next day you 're going to shoot 78, and you can 't predict it.” The game of golf is one of the most challenging games offered today. It’s interesting that so many amateur golfers, when they think of improving their games, think of only one thing: improving their golf swing. Certainly, it’s great to develop a technically sound golf swing and to hit the ball higher, longer, and straighter. However, the golfer who accomplishes this has improved only part of what is needed in order to become a complete player. The other half of the game is psychological; golf is one of many sports that requires mental toughness. One way to achieve mental toughness is to have a rigorous process leading up to your shot. There is a procedure that needs to be followed before hitting every single shot on the course, especially when attempting to hit an approach shot. Follow these six steps to properly be prepared to execute the best golf swing possible.

The distance of a golf course is measured in yards. The “par” of a hole is how many strokes it should take to get the ball into the hole. Since the goal of the game is to be under or on par, the golf ball hit needs to travel as far as possible in order to achieve this goal. The right construction of dimples helps a player reach this goal. A golf course consists of eighteen different holes. Each hole is a different shape, width, a different distance than all the other holes on a golf course. On each hole there are multiple tee boxes. Each tee box is a different distance from the hole than the others. The tee boxes are placed at certain distances from the holes based on age, rank (amateur or professional), and only one tee box on each hole is based on gender.

Many people take up Golf thinking that it is easy, after all, how hard can it be to hit a little white ball with a stick? This thinking evaporates the first time they step onto a driving range and attempt to hit that little white ball. Golf is not easy by any stretch of the imagination. My experience with golf began in May of 2005 when friends came to stay with us; my wife informed me that I would have to take Roy, her friend’s husband Golfing. I had not been to a driving range (since I was in my teens) and I had never played golf on a course before. It was quite an experience; the weather was cold, rainy and nasty the three times we played while they where here, the game hooked me badly, even with the bad shots and the nasty weather.

      First, I faced an upcoming tee shot on a long, dogleg right par 5. I unzipped my baby blue Hotchkiss/Cedaredge bag and pulled out a brand new shinny sleeve of Ben Hogan golf balls. I teed up the ball in the uneven front portion of the tee box, and I zeroed in on a weeping willow tree down the middle-right of the fairway. All I needed was a good drive to start this round. As I approached the ball I noticed the saplings to my right and wondered if there was any way to shank, hit it straight right, a wood into them. I cleared my thoughts by concentrating on

It’s about noon on a cloudy Saturday and the pressure is beginning to set in. I have just arrived at the Marysville Invitational with my team and we are getting ready to warm up. Looking around I see many familiar faces as we make our way to the driving range. “ Oh, I didn’t know they were playing today.”, mumbles a player from Olentangy Liberty as we walk by. Now that we’re at our spot on the range we take turns hitting in our two available spots, trying to hurry so everyone has time to warm up. As I’m hitting and warming up I hear Coach Mcgrievy pull Molly aside and make some negative comment about how she has been playing bad. Molly really does not need that negativity before she plays. I just finished hitting on the range so I head over to the putting green to make sure I get a chance to practice putting before the green is too crowded. I am immediately greeted by some of my friends that play for Canal Winchester. I start talking with Grace, that I have known since I was about six years old. When I was younger I was involved in a golf program called Morty’s Kids. Grace went to Morty’s Kids summer camp too and there we became friends. Morty’s Kids taught young children the physical aspect of golf as well as proper etiquette. During those summer days was when I learned some of the most valuable lessons that I will never forget. The game of golf can teach many valuable lessons that can be used later in life such as patience,