Ocean State Golf

My family loves to golf. My dad, my five uncles, my granddad, even my mom, who works with golfers, is crazy for golf.  My dad, 51, has been a golf fanatic for decades and it has rubbed off on me: we watch golf channel, sneak onto the 3^rd hole at Jamestown Country Club to practice our short games, we build our own golf clubs together, and we make big dreams together.

My family is very competitive and it all starts with my Grandpa Rich who is 82.   When we get on the course he wants to whoop our butts no matter how many strokes it takes. Grandpa Rich’s five sons are just as competitive with each other and always trying out the new driver, shafts, or balls. On family golf outings it gets intense, maybe a little too intense. Even though we are only playing for a drink the brothers have that brotherly rivalry, my grandpa never wants to see his sons catch up to him, and I am always just trying to stay on pace with them even though they might be able to crush it 60 yards by my ball.

I love having a family that enjoys golf as much as me. Even though we may ignore each other on the course or on the car ride home, at the dinner table that night we can talk and laugh at how I may have duck hooked it into the woods or how my uncle sliced his drive three fairways over. And we can plan our next outing.

Is your family as crazy for golf as mine?  Leave a comment below.