Tee Time: Weathering a soggy spring

I am tired of the frequent monsoons destroying my golf schedule.


Golf columnist

To quote Peter Finch in the 1976 movie Network, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore!”

I am tired of the frequent monsoons destroying my golf schedule. Every time I drive up to Ledgeview, even if it’s not raining when I leave my home (eight minutes away), it starts pouring before I get there.

Usually I just turn around and go home, go back to bed and pull the covers over my head, whimpering softly. Sometimes I hang around, gazing forlornly at the course from the safety of the pro shop. Then I go home.

The other day, the most exciting thing that happened to me was that my odometer showed five of the same digits on my way home. That was a really special, fun day.

Sometimes I actually go play in the rain. I never used to do this, except in December when I was desperate. But we’re into June for cryin’ out loud, and I am desperate. My clubs won’t dry out unless I put them in an incubator. My niblick has rampant mildew. There is moss growing on the north side of my mashie. Even my Pro V1s have developed a greenish tinge.

Enough already! I’m getting old; I need some bounce and run with my driver. I thought this rant would make me feel better. It hasn’t. I have to go now. I have to take my shoes out of the trunk and de-mud them . . . again.

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