Let's talk wacky golf stuff: unusual experiences that happen on the golf course; memories that will last a long time; stories you'll tell for years and years; or stories you'll bury forever.
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So, what's the greatest major championship ever played? My choice is the 2000 U.S. Open played at Pebble with Tiger winning by 15. My friend's is the 1960 U. S. Open played at Cherry Hills Country Club in Colorado. What?
The old saying, or a derivative of it, goes, "Be careful what you wish for; you just might get it." Let's alter it a bit: "Be careful what you aspire to materialistically; it might be expensive."
I'm guessing you are a lot like me: got to try new things, experience new environs, keep things fresh. But when that new restaurant or store opens, we're there. Same goes with golf courses.
Floyd Mayweather apparently has an aversion to tap water and jail grub. Or he's never played golf during the summer in Las Vegas.
Question for all the golfers out there: How dedicated, really, are you to the game of golf? Do you play every week, maybe twice, and feel cheated if you don't?
Over the course of time, I receive a mishmash of emails concerning the golf industry, new equipment, gadgets, ideas and theories to improve play. These past few months have been exceedingly interesting with what's going on in our world of golf.
According to "Reader's Digest Universal Dictionary," a superstition is an unfounded belief that some action or circumstance completely unrelated to a course of events can influence its outcome. I'm just like most golfers. Maybe a little bit more out of round, but who's counting?
My house and yard aren't that big, and the yard is landscaped and maintained by yours truly. It has a lot of rock, wood decks, planter pots and planter areas where mature shrubs, palms and trees are growing. Little or no grass, by choice. Ignore it...
Do courses have their own muscle memory, or can an old dog learn new tricks at the beefed-up and beautified Stallion Mountain Golf Club?
I surveyed some of my cohorts, colleagues and cronies to see what their resolution concerning golf for 2012 might be.
"Take this job and shove it. I ain't working here no more." Those words from my favorite country song occurred to me last week in my day job, following a particularly busy week. Running a golf course could be fun. Running two would probably double the excitement.
Oenophiles, please take note. There's a new trend popping up in the golf world and in Las Vegas in particular, which I find very cheering. I'm all for it, and I believe you will find it to your liking as well.
It's early Thursday morning, and I'm on the loneliest highway in America heading toward Ely. Earlier in the week, I played golf in the boonies, in Mesquite, Hawthorne and Fallon. Today, it's the White Pine Golf Course in Ely. Stick with me as I drive this loneliest Highway 50 to Ely, some 255 miles away, for a great story.
There are a couple of pleasures that I enjoy in my life. Family and friends are, of course, No. 1. But there's a certain mystique for me of old towns and history, fast cars and golf. Fast cars beckon to my youth. Golf is thankfully covered with these columns. Old towns and their stories intrigue me.
It's 4:30 in the morning, and I'm at Angel Park Golf Club, 100 S. Rampart Blvd. It's dark outside, but there's a hubbub of activity. There's an associate mowing the practice green, a kitchen worker heading toward the restaurant, a staff member using a blower to clear the main concourse to the clubhouse and equipment is buzzing everywhere. There are sprinklers watering the course.
Opened in 1999, the Anthem Country Club offers challenges to every level of player. Played from the championship tees, Anthem achieves a ranking of 72.9 and a slope of 133 and plays to 7,373 yards.
Two things before we get into the golf stuff. First, let me ask a question: Am I the only one who believes in the notion of karma? Chance, fate, destiny, providence, luck, fortune, coincidence, accident, kismet or design. Why, a year ago, did I...
There are a lot of reasons why I love playing golf in Las Vegas, the latest being the recent round I played at Rio Secco Golf Club, 2851 Grand Hills Ave., Henderson. I say this because the folks at Rio Secco have managed to include everything I love about Vegas into their golf club.
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