Warm memories from golf’s most colorful season
Mike Purkey's piece hit a sweet spot for me (“Fall golf: What’s not to love about it?” Oct. 22).
I always have relished the autumn golf season, as those are some of my best memories of dear golf partners who already moved on to the heavenly nines. Back in the 1970s, in late October, a young guy such as myself would schedule a week of vacation to play with the elders of our nine-hole club where I learned the game. We were assured of an uncluttered course, many emergency nines to settle bets and the inevitable “leaf rule” being invoked during the round by someone of our group, which could number 12-16 guys on any given day.
Now that I've moved south, fall golf will have a different meaning, but the memories remain. I shall try to get a round or two during the Thanksgiving break as we go back north.
Thanks, Purk, for lighting up the brain cells today as I shed a tear thinking of my mentor long gone as we played those fall rounds.
The Villages, Fla.
Golf’s inherent beauty in autumnal New England
Golfing in New England during the fall equinox brings beauty, chilly-to-warm temperatures, and an additional fall-only hazard (“Fall golf: What’s not to love about it?” Oct. 22).
Those very trees that bring the leaf peepers from across the world to experience the splendor of the fall foliage season also create a vexing playing challenge. Well-struck balls that found grassy fairways in the summer now often inexplicably dive into scattered leaf piles. This often results in either a lost ball, or a ball that is virtually unplayable without a rake. Happens on the greens, too.
While the USGA may have rules covering these situations, the locals merely drop nearest the site of the lost ball (and wish the errant ball the best for surviving the long winter), or foot-rake the leaves away from the found ball and proceed, generally without penalty.
Maybe not rule-compliant, but yet another joy of fall golf in New England.
True meaning of the Woods-Mickelson match
Enough with the comments that anyone who writes into Morning Read will not watch the Tiger Woods-Phil Mickelson match (“From the Morning Read inbox,” Oct. 22).
This match wasn't for you, anyway. Its target will be the millions who don't play golf on a regular basis and fans who just want entertainment (maybe not quality).
Of course, the golf writers who will get this pay-for-view for free will watch and comment about how terrible the match was played.
Stop writing, and go out and play.
St. Augustine, Fla.
A simpler solution
When is it going to end? I embrace technology in my life, but it has to end somewhere (“From the industry: Castle Pines boosts pace with Tagmarshal,” Oct. 19).
I play golf because I love the challenge and look forward to getting outdoors. I am cognizant of pace of play, as everyone should be. But putting a tag on your bag? And instead of worrying about exactly where you stand with your “tag” in your round of golf, enjoy the game, try to play better, and whom you’re playing with.
Just play quickly and within yourself.
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