Recently we were sitting at our golf course pub, having a few beers when I looked out the window and there, framed in a 4’x 6’ window, was a middle aged man, hitting balls on the driving range. Due to the size of the window and the angle of our view, we were only able to see the man in his stall and a wooden bench behind the stall, but were unable to track his ball flight. Time after time, the middle aged man made a rhythmic practice swing, bringing his club virtually parallel to the ground, ... continue reading...
Blades Down/Done Did Diggeded
A few months ago, I made a significant, career changing decision to work a few days a week on the Grounds Crew (Blades Down), in addition to my one, regularly scheduled day a week in the Pro Shop (Behind the Counter). The decision made sense on a number of levels. First off, I wanted to lend a hand to my new friend, David Court, Director of Golf Course Maintenance. In addition, I enjoy being outside, I enjoy yard work and I was certain I would enjoy the peace and tranquility of a 2,100 acre ... continue reading...
The NXT Curse
Back in the day, one of my self-appointed responsibilities was the procurement of “tchotchke” (a.k.a. promotional items such as golf shirts, hats, golf balls, etc.) Early on, there were logoed Maxfli golf balls, eventually gravitating to the Titleist NXT brand for name recognition, always thrilled to parcel out a few sleeves on the first tee box to our loyal clients. On such an occasion, we were playing Caves Valley, an ultra-premium golf course in the Baltimore area as guests of influential ... continue reading...
The Club Champion
I recently played in my second Three Day Member-Guest of the summer at the Country Club of York (CCY) in York, Pennsylvania, compliments of my buddy Dave. CCY, a stunning Donald Ross designed course founded in 1899, meanders through the rolling hills of southcentral Pennsylvania. (Details on our performance will follow at a later date.) During my time on the property, I heard rumors about a certain Club Champion for which the details were way beyond my sphere of comprehension. As I began to ... continue reading...
He Chose to Serve
I occasionally float adrift from Bad Golf Guy’s simplistic charter, which is defined as self-deprecating, experiential, golfing nonsense. Today’s post exemplifies such adrift. I ask your indulgence as I share a story about my father-in-law, Paul W Cramer (there is no period after the W). Paul was born in April of 1948, growing up on a ten acre farm in the southern end of Lancaster County in Pennsylvania. Paul graduated from High School in 1966 and shortly thereafter enlisted in the U.S. ... continue reading...
Child Labor
We were fortunate to have had two outstanding parents who shared many lessons on the importance of family, friends, faith, conduct, respect for elders, humility, humor and a sound work ethic. At my advanced age, I still aspire to their standards. Our Mom was a Registered Nurse by trade, working as a school nurse in our elementary and junior high schools, then as an office nurse for a revered orthopedic surgeon (Dr. Bruton), who participated in one, if not more, of Joe Namath’s knee surgeries. ... continue reading...
Behind the Counter – Incremental Revenue
As mentioned in previous Bad Golf Guy “Behind the Counter” posts, I am employed, part-time as a counterman for a public golf course which entails various duties including, but not limited to, answering the phone, scheduling advanced tee times, maintaining the appearance of the Pro Shop, checking our patrons into our system, accepting cash/credit card payments and wishing our patrons the very best on their adventure. The mix of our clientele varies depending on the time of year. In the winter ... continue reading...
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