I’ve long considered looking into a restraining order against WorldGolf.com’s Willie K. Wolfrum. Sure, he looks harmless in that brooding photo that appears to have been taken in a local mall picture booth. But the man does show serious signs of obsession. K. name drops me more than Tori Spelling threw her dad’s name around when she was trying to get a part.

Seriously, I’m in the title of one of his blogs every other week. (I am an exceedingly interesting golf personality, but you might want to throw in Tiger Woods now and then too).

In his latest, K. tries to impune my golfing ability. Yes, he downright steals my material.

K, you never cease to amuse. Anytime you want a challenge match step up to the tee and slap down some of that WorldGolf.com cash.

Several people actually challenged my right to continue calling myself the worst golf-playing golf writer in the world during my last trip to the High Sierras. This is when I dusted a
weatherman and unleashed a new weapon - the occasional straight shot.

(OK, I still fall down, but the ball goes straight).

But you can read all about that BadGolfer.com soon.

As for Arrowcreek and its visual intimidation, you can already read all about that in my story by clicking here.

You WorldGolf.com guys always trailing far behind TravelGolf for the story, discovering a destination months later.

Might be time for you to go back to writing about bread that makes you weepy. I hear San Francisco has this thing called sourdough. Maybe you can break that story.

And there you have the real story behind K’s anti-Baldwin rants (who could really be anti me?) It’s WorldGolf.com jealously over our great coverage here at TravelGolf.

That and the fact K. could never hope to have his name in lights (OK, magic marker, still …) In fact, no one who’s ever played with him even remembers Willie K.

Name in lights

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