Golf Blogger Survivor Round 2: Spreading the love

Hey everyone, welcome to Golf Blogger Survivor Round 2, dedicated to speading the love!

For the readers who didn’t catch on to week No. 2’s Secret Word, it is (drum roll) … Speculum! It’s a medical device that … oh, look it up.

So, the Week No. 2 results will hopefully accomplish two things: One, we will see who is still at the top of their game and we will see our first bloggers “Sent off the island.”

Golf Blogger Survivor: Week 2

Another Golf Web site on the hunt for discount golf equipment:

“You’ll need a speculum and rather long forceps to drag this admission out of manufacturers, but new models are sometimes launched merely for the sake of having something new.”

My Daily Slice’s interesting blog on his days as a collector of vintage golf clubs:

“My mind was now racing…."is this man a serial killer?.. .surely the golf clubs are a front to some psychopathic’s picnic….was I dinner?” I felt the room spinning in all directions. I took a deep breath and confronted my fears. “What are these labels for?” I asked, quivering.

He let out a gurgled laugh, and said one word: “speculum.” “

Luke Swilor on choking: (and sorry about the playoff loss, Luke)

“Have you ever choked on the golf course? I don’t mean being a little bit nervous, but at a point where your body feels completely foreign. I’m talking about when your ass is puckered so tight, it would take a speculum to let any air out. How do you overcome this and hit the shots you need to hit?”

Golf Chick giving a nice visualization of a picture of Tiger Woods checking out a putt:

“The Speculum Squat. What I would give to see through Tiger’s eyes. I wonder if the line of the putt actually glows on the grass for him.

The Golf Blogger taking a look at the recent story on golf and sex:

“Golf For Women Magazine and Golf Digest got out the speculum and the rubber glove and took a close look at the inner female and male golfer. The results of their survey on gender attitudes toward golf will be published in the March Golf Digest.

After a tricky first week, Eat Golf gets all flowery on us:

“Boring post for those of you that aren’t in the game so for you, here is a Google image search of a pretty flower: The Legousia Speculum Veneris. You kidding? Forget the flowers man, come on, join in on the game! “

Mark Nessmith piling on Rich Beem:

“As such, Beem’s appearance was a bit like running into a meeting of the Concerned Women for America, waving around a gin bottle and a speculum and hollering: “Who wants to party!?”

Ron Mon getting getting philosophically feminist:

“In 1974, a Belgian feminist named Luce Irigaray published a volume called Speculum Of The Other Woman. The tome provoked the wrath of followers of Jacques Lacan, from whose camp Irigaray departed with this work.

The Golf Punk, working on his game:

“It’s all very well beating balls and working on your game (I even had a lesson - I have ‘floppy hands at takeaway’) but you can’t really assess how you’re playing. Your head might be right, technique may be spot on, but the one hole the ‘rebuild speculum‘ can’t see up is the one 450 yards away round the dogleg.”

The Undaunted Golfer, taking a look at college sports, and hisself:

I’ve never been a big fan of college sports. Call me a commie, call me a heathen, get the rope and string me up, but college sports never really turned me on. That is, until I caught the Walker Cup matches last year. Since then, I’ve broken out the speculum, gave myself a glance and now I’m trying to expound my attitude toward collegiate athletics. Mainly golf though. Baby steps people, baby steps.

Results and corrections

It seems as though I’ve left out Golf Nomad from the first couple weeks. Which makes me feel bad, so maybe you should visit Golf Nomad’s site to help make up for it. I’ll be sending the Nomad as well as every one else their Final Word later today.

After next week, I’ll be cutting the Survivors down to the Final Five, and they’ll have a “One-word playoff.” The winner will receive something super fantastic. Depending on what you consider “super fantastic,” of course.

Oh yeah, and I promised to send two bloggers off the island, so here goes: Bye, bye Ron Mon and Mark Nessmith. Ron Mon is out for making a comment that called out my spelling (After I corrected his spelling the week previously!") And Mr. Nessmith’s out because, well, he’s my boss, and it’s fun to give him the boot.

As always, let me know if (and what) I missed and I’ll get it fixed, and be ready for the third Secret Word!