“The cart boy” is one swanky service I can do without
I’m sure some golfers love to be coddled. Love to have their clubs wiped and carried to the bag drop or car.
I, for one, cannot stand the obsequiousness of the cart boy. The reason is simple: Every time someone other than myself returns the cart, I lose something.
I recently played the TPC Deere Run in Sivis, Illinois, where first-rate service is standard. Before I could say, “Don’t touch a thing on my bag or cart, and I’ll still tip you,” the fawning young lad was all over my stuff.
Sure enough, when I went to light my cigar during my second round of the day, my lighter was gone. I’m not accusing the cart boy of stealing anything, just rushing me. Hey, pre-round and pre-shot routines are crucial aspects of a good game, right? My post-round routine is to put everything back in place in a certain pocket in a certain order. Force me to jump for my wallet to fish out a tip, and the entire routine is shot to hell.
OK, enough with the kvetching and on to the GRATUITOUS MICHELLE WIE REFERENCE:
TPC Deere Run is the course, of course, where Michelle Wie suffered heat exhaustion and had to withdraw from the John Deere Classic. Course nearly killed her, or so we were led to believe.
Heck, it was 7 degrees hotter when I played, and the humidity was higher. There was a breeze on some holes during my round, however, and I did ride in a cart (notebook, camera, no caddie toting my clubs). On the other hand, I swung the club MANY more times than she did, and had played 36 holes the day before and another 18 following the TPC. So I’d say we were even.
And frankly, it wasn’t that bad. Didn’t dry-heave even once.
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Jason Scott Deegan:
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Katharine Dyson:
Kiel Christianson:
Kiel your comments serve absolutely no purpose except to bash Michelle. It like saying why does 2 or 3 football players get cramps in a game and all the others don't, and they have a lot of people looking out for them the whole game trying to prevent it from happening. People's bodies react different ways. From what I read afterwards, Michelle found out she needed more than water, she needed to replace electolites. But it was her 1st time also to have that occur. Get her case with BS.
Of course, I'm sure you realize that all the Wie-ites will be in your figurative blogging face. When I was in high school in MA we would play golf all summer, in the heat and humidity, usually more than 18 per day and carry our own bags. Never recall anyone having any problems. Good luck with the Wie-ites.
I have a suggestion for you. You had better know how to take care of yourself if you are to play golf in Texas or Florida in the summer on very hot and humid days. Just to the fact that some people adjust well to changes in climates other than what they are use to, like I said before it is so stupid to compare how peoples bodies respond to situations. You're just looking for BS to bash Michelle to satisfy your own fragle egos.
Kiel, did you join the bandwagon of Timmy Mac and Baldwin to get high hits on your blog ?
At least Timmy adds some humor.
Tipping a cart boy so they can get through college, Dave? Ya, and we slip money in g-strings at a nudy bar to get her through law school. When you tip a cart boy, you're helping them buy subwoofers too big for their Ford Escort or the QP of pot for their upcoming summer road trip. :-)
I could do without cart boys at most public courses as well, especially since most of them age-discriminate against their own kind and don't even go after my bags when older high-rollers like Kiel are forking over cash for them to do nothing.
My next complaint about courses- rangers who drive into the fairway and actually watch a player hit shots while providing commentary. I'm not sure that I'll ever gain a new perspective on this problem.
Re. Michelle Wie -- Hey, I labeled my comments as gratuitous. Besides, what I said was hardly a pot-shot, simply a statement of fact. Most of all, however, it was a little experiment to see how many responses even the slightest hint of negativity about Ms Wie (of whom I have been consistently supportive on these pages) would garner. Folks are indeed touchy.
Michelle Wie is another topic, she is so hyped up by her agency that it is hard to tell who is the real Michelle. Brittany Lincicome beat her like a drum in the match play and Brittany gets no financial support or press, but the talk is still about Michelle Wie. Michelle is a very talented 16 year old golfer.......so was Ty Tryon.
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Bad design of experiment. You need to put "Wie" somewhere on the title. Otherwise the vultures can't smell the blood and won't gather. (like putting a corpse in a ziplock bag)
It was a typo-o, Sorry I happen to make a mistake, can't be perfect like you all the time. Should have been "Get off her cast with BS." I think you even knew what I ment to say.
sb "case"
I don't claim to be a writer, I'm here for the enjoyment of reading the articles of people like you. So pardon my typing as it added humor to your day and it did get me to at least look at your blog but was a little dry for my taste, but at least it wasn't creating fodder using Michelle as the drawing card like some blogs here. Have a nice day.
With the way you liberals tip (because you're all talk with respect to your rhetoric about helping your fellow man), I wouldn't be surprised if the cart boys avoid you like the plague.
It was miserable, but i didn't faint or have to quit once. And I only drank gatorade a couple times.
The kid should have lost the cigars too.
All that fresh air and you go stink it up with a cigar?
Ok, just kidding ! Where else can a man go smoke a stogie and not have the women folk all over you? ( Unless you have a foursome of ladies behind you )By the way, with Castro on his last legs, you may even get a fine Cuban to light up soon, unless you have a Canadian buddy that travels to the verbotten zone.
She is in so far over her head it is pathetic; people will soon tire of watching her miss cuts, putts, etc., etc.