Tuesday, 18 September 2012

#lovegolf #laughalot

We all know life is all about balance. Whether or not we choose to live balanced lives is a different issue and one I'll leave to the psychologists, fitness instructors and tightrope walkers, to name a few.

I bleed Golf is about balance too. Just the other day I was talking to fellow bleeder, golf lover and Twitter dude @MattHolbrook86. Oh, actually I probably should call him 'Matty Boom Boom'. If you don't know why, watch the clip below.

Matty Boom Boom and I pondered on whether or not our antics in the video above, on Twitter and my often feeble attempts at humour on this blog were giving out the wrong impression.

Questions such as these were bandied about;
  • Are we making a lame effort at creating the golfing equivalent of  'Jackass'? 
  • Perhaps we're making people think we're advocating the antics of the dreaded MPC (The Mashed Potato Crew)? Dauphinoise, dear boy.
  • Are we really serious about golf at all?
I considered the last option most of all and not because I thought even for a nanosecond it could be true. As I've said before, golf is not a thing I do, it's part of who I am. I wondered if I'd started to inadvertently give off an image of someone whose focus is more on making fun of the game rather than trying to become better at playing it.

And here we are talking about balance.

On Saturday, I'm playing the biggest game of my golfing life. I'm in the final of my club Matchplay Tournament, also known as the Stanley Cup. It's a 36 hole tournament, the winner gets a trophy that's been doing the rounds since 1938 and their name in golden lettering on the club house honours board. Immortalised.

No pressure then.

The right side of my lower back is almost in constant pain from the many thousands of swings I've made in preparation for the event. My bed, if you can call it that, has been reduced to a memory foam matress on a carpeted floor to try alleviate the strain. My left wrist is knackered with tendonitits (I'm currently wearing a support on it). Both knees need a well earned rest. You could say I am literally bleeding golf. Thanks to all the coaching, I have an athletic swing these days but a not very athletic body!

These are not excuses by the way. I'm really looking forward to the final and I'll be doing everything I can to focus on every shot, stay in the present and achieve a life long goal. Whatever the outcome, I know on Saturday night I'll have given it my best.

Why devote so much time and energy to playing golf at club level? Why play through injury, covering it up with good old Ibuprofen and a smile?

The answer is simple, I love golf.

Why the antics? The light-hearted jokes and blog posts about fellow golfers, the funny videos and countless other bouts (to come) of tomfoolery?

You got it, I want to laugh A LOT.

I really hope the new I bleed Golf website we're building appeals to people who have similar goals in life. I would like people to see the funny and the serious side. Everyone working on the project will be striving to achieve and maintain that balance.


Thanks for reading, thanks for your support and thanks for laughing along with us.

See you around,

Steve AKA Eldrick


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