Let me tell you a little bit about my friend Eli.
He’s not a particularly handsome man, but he can hit a golf ball very well.
And he has a certain, shall we say je na sais quoi.
He’s also one of my favorite people to have in a foursome – ever. He’s relentlessly optimistic and hopelessly humorous.
Along with my friend Sparky he is one of the three biggest reasons (along with @Golferwriterguy) that I play golf to this day.
So I ask you,when I received a voicemail like the one below from Eli, shouldn’t it make me wonder - with friends like these…do I need new friends?
Nope.
Relentless grief is simply part of the deal whether on the course or off, and we wouldn’t trade it for anything. Play on. Jerks.
Note: Fair warning, if you’re offended by language, well, you probably aren’t reading this blog anymore anyway, but be warned.
PS - I’m sorry Ms. @Golferwriterguy’s Mom cuz I tried to edit out the ‘f’ word in the below but I just didn’t have time. Your beautiful son never uses this word…unless he doubles a par 4.
Hack is a pen name for a marketing and media relations professional who enjoys blogging as a means to pursue his passion for his favorite sport – golf. He represents the yin to his collaborator’s yang. He doesn’t so much play golf, as the game plays him to his delight and likely demise. Follow his perspective on Twitter at @
Ummm! I think we were calling to let you know that Eli got engaged, but our true feelings must have slipped out instead!
It’s cool man. I guess I’m not getting that invite!
I am sure the invite is in the mail, maybe! For you see, though Eli would love to have you present for such a special occasion, it is July 4th! And that is only one month prior to the infamous Fathead Open. So that would be two trips to So Dak, becoming a rather spendy summer. Eli and I agreed that you, Murley, Eli and I playing in a golf tourney is more important then a silly little occasion like a wedding. Besides, you can attend his next one!