By nature I am as far removed from snobbery as possible and I historically associate with the underdog. I root for the servants in Downton Abbey and I still get misty-eyed every time Rudy takes the field in the waning seconds of his last game as a walk-on football player at Notre Dame.
But, when it comes to playing golf, more and more I find myself enjoying more upscale public and semi-private golf courses. Now, I have begun to wonder if that face staring back at me in the mirror is the face of a golf snob? Have I somehow become a golf elitist? Frankly, I’m not sure, but, these feelings of golf snobbery have been creeping into my subconscious at an alarming rate this past golf season.
Maybe it’s the challenge of playing courses that are more challenging or maybe it’s just the better overall condition of these courses or maybe it’s just the ambiance, but, I generally leave these courses with the feeling that I have played on a ‘real’ golf course. And, when I go back to the low to mid-level munis or public courses, I find it harder and harder to ramp up my enthusiasm.
So, what’s the end game? Do I keep striving like Sisyphus to get up the golfing mountain only to find myself back at same old public courses disappointed or do I take a step back and reassess my expectations?
The answer is pretty obvious to me. We’re all humans and I believe that it is in our human nature to want better things in life. We’re all hard-wired to strive for the best and to be the best. Yet, in the end, we are all faced with limitations that force us to make appropriate compromises, but, this doesn’t mean that we can’t enjoy each and every experience for what it is. Disappointment is a self-inflicted wound. Failure is only real if we make it so.
So, I’ll continue to play at all levels of golf courses while admiting that it would be nice to have the means to play only the top flight tracks, but, at the end of the day, I’ll still be out on the course chasing that little white ball around and enjoying the hell out of it.
I think it might be part of getting older also.
I have noticed in the past year that I am also starting to like the finer things, more than I used too.
I recently rented a 535I BMW on a recent trip to Fla. I payed for the extras,like boarding preference.
I am finding myself as I get older looking for more comfort. I find that in my golf the same thing is going on.
I love having my clubs loaded on my cart. I want a top notch range, course, etc,etc.
I never cared about this stuff when I was younger. I just love being on a top notch course. Enjoying the atmosphere more than anything.
This past spring I got on a private course in Atlanta and boy was it nice. They treat you like you are the most important person going. Range balls all set up for you. There were beverage stations all around the course.
Big cups of water,Ice, towels. You want for nothing.
It certainly is nice. The only thing though is I make sure that I treat the people doing all these things for me like gold. They deserve it.
There is nothing more brutal than when I see some rich snob treating the cart boy or guy cleaning his shoes like dirt.
I suspect for me it is age. I would not call it snobbery.